This Is Us - Chapter 39: Chapter 39
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THOMAS POV
I finally got the last folded shirt into Jaydean's second suitcase and pressed on the top of the bag to get the zipper shut. I would have to ask Matty later as to why she needed so many outfits. I mean, I know the man liked to be prepared for everything, but Jaydean too?
As I picked up the suitcases and started rolling them out the door, I came to the quick realization that I had forgotten something without knowing what. My eyes scanned the room one final time, in hopes, I would remember what it was before it was too late. But the item never came to mind and I just ignored the feeling as I closed her bedroom door behind me.
The sound of Ariana Grande drifted into the hallway as I carried the mini suitcases over to our shared bedroom. Putting them down on the ground before slowly opening the cracked door to have a peek at what Luca's packing looked like.
"Are you even packed ye- Woah," The air left my lungs in one fatal blow when I saw my sweet Luca was bending over the bed to finish zipping up his suitcase in denim shorts and a tight jet black t-shirt that was cropped to just cover his upper chest.
"Just keep breathin and breathin and breathin and breathin...know I gotta keep...keep on breathin," Luca sings to himself as he finally pulls the zipper while I tried to keep myself under controlled. He did this cute little shuffle dance as he made his way to the closet without picking up his feet...that was until he bumped into me.
"Oh! You finished Jayde's stuff already?" He asked and I blinked a few times, trying to get words to come back to my mouth, which felt like it had been stuffed with cotton balls.
"Are you going out like that?" I wheezed and he had a shy smirk stretched across his thick pink lips.
"Yeah, why? Is there a problem with this?" He asked, shifting his hand to his bare hip and waving at the outfit he had created for himself.
"It's going to be in the negatives in New York. You'll get hypothermia the moment you step off the plane," I suggested, trying to get the dirty thoughts out of my head but it wasn't working.
"Oh, I didn't think about that," He says and slowly brings his hands to his shirt.
"Sooo, I probably shouldn't wear this..." He peels it off in a slow, seductive motion that has me nearly swaying and I closed the door behind me.
"Or these?" He slowly shimmied out of the shorts, bringing them down low enough just to let me know he wasn't wearing any underwear what so ever.
"LUCA STOP!"
I yelled at him and he instantly did, his smile quickly fading after I did so.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked him and he reached over to the wireless speaker, turning off the music.
"I'm sorry, I just thought...I'm sorry," He breaks and hugs himself, covering his upper chest with his crossed arms.
"You and Matthias are always so careful around me, you guys never want to go further than a brief kiss and I hate that. Is it because of me? Do you not like the way I look?" He whimpers and I quickly realized my mistake. I shouldn't have been so aggressive when I told him to stop. I should have just went along with it.
"I just want you guys to love me like you say you love me. Fully and unconditionally but you touch me like I'm a fragile piece of glass ready to break at any moment! I'm not glass! I am a fucking rock! I might be broken, but I can be fixed!" He cries out and I took his demand into consideration.
"The last person to fuck me was that bastard and I just want to forget Thomas, I just want to forget!" He pleaded and I yanked him into my warm embrace. His skin was so soft against my hands that it was almost inviting, just calling out with the need to be touched.
He brushed his cheek against mine and he slowly pulled his head back and I met his kiss with mine as I just touched the surface. His hands touched my face, running against my cheeks and tickling the nape of my neck.
I sucked on the tip of his aggressive tongue to calm him down, earning a well-deserved moan as I pushed him back onto the bed. Taking off my shirt and dropping it to the ground as I did so.
I hovered over him, resting on my elbows above him as I pushed back his wild mane. His hooded light blue eyes stared into mine as took in every detail of his beautifully freckled face. Each light brown mark is so perfectly placed that it complimented him like a million star compliments the empty space in the darkest skies.
"I just don't want to hurt you, we were waiting for you to tell us when you were ready,"
I confessed to his heavy blush and he smiled. Tilting his head up to kiss me again as I rubbed his small hardened nipples with my thumb, feeling his large bulge against my jeans. He moaned into my mouth when I let my hand wander.
"I want you to hurt me," He whispered back and I nearly choked.
"Fuck, Luca," I sighed his name into his lips and I did the rest of the work in getting his shorts off. But just as I did, my phone started to vibrate in my back pocket. The vibration pattern was very specific so I knew exactly who it was without looking at it.
My husband.
My boyfriend and I eyed each other as he heard it too.
Luca rolled his eyes, pulling the phone out of my back pocket and handing it to me.
"You better answer before he rips us a new one. Remember last time you ignored him," He reminds me and I shuddered at the memory. So scarred by what he did that I haven't missed his call in three years.
"What's up?" I answered, hearing him diving somewhere and praying I wasn't on speaker with Jayde in the car.
"Are you guys at the airport?" He asked with just an extra pinch of aggression in his voice.
Even though I said just two words to this man, he knew.
"Yeah...no," I answered honestly and Luca scrunched his face.
"He expects us there now?" He whispered.
"Just meet us there. I've got Jayde. Make sure you bring the lambie," He reminds me and it clicks in my head that the lamb was the thing I was forgetting earlier.
"Don't forget Hana either!" I could hear Jayde call in the background and Luca wrapped his legs around me, the move causes the suitcase that was on the bed to fall to the ground and I winced.
"I won't forget, see you soon,"
I finally got the last folded shirt into Jaydean's second suitcase and pressed on the top of the bag to get the zipper shut. I would have to ask Matty later as to why she needed so many outfits. I mean, I know the man liked to be prepared for everything, but Jaydean too?
As I picked up the suitcases and started rolling them out the door, I came to the quick realization that I had forgotten something without knowing what. My eyes scanned the room one final time, in hopes, I would remember what it was before it was too late. But the item never came to mind and I just ignored the feeling as I closed her bedroom door behind me.
The sound of Ariana Grande drifted into the hallway as I carried the mini suitcases over to our shared bedroom. Putting them down on the ground before slowly opening the cracked door to have a peek at what Luca's packing looked like.
"Are you even packed ye- Woah," The air left my lungs in one fatal blow when I saw my sweet Luca was bending over the bed to finish zipping up his suitcase in denim shorts and a tight jet black t-shirt that was cropped to just cover his upper chest.
"Just keep breathin and breathin and breathin and breathin...know I gotta keep...keep on breathin," Luca sings to himself as he finally pulls the zipper while I tried to keep myself under controlled. He did this cute little shuffle dance as he made his way to the closet without picking up his feet...that was until he bumped into me.
"Oh! You finished Jayde's stuff already?" He asked and I blinked a few times, trying to get words to come back to my mouth, which felt like it had been stuffed with cotton balls.
"Are you going out like that?" I wheezed and he had a shy smirk stretched across his thick pink lips.
"Yeah, why? Is there a problem with this?" He asked, shifting his hand to his bare hip and waving at the outfit he had created for himself.
"It's going to be in the negatives in New York. You'll get hypothermia the moment you step off the plane," I suggested, trying to get the dirty thoughts out of my head but it wasn't working.
"Oh, I didn't think about that," He says and slowly brings his hands to his shirt.
"Sooo, I probably shouldn't wear this..." He peels it off in a slow, seductive motion that has me nearly swaying and I closed the door behind me.
"Or these?" He slowly shimmied out of the shorts, bringing them down low enough just to let me know he wasn't wearing any underwear what so ever.
"LUCA STOP!"
I yelled at him and he instantly did, his smile quickly fading after I did so.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked him and he reached over to the wireless speaker, turning off the music.
"I'm sorry, I just thought...I'm sorry," He breaks and hugs himself, covering his upper chest with his crossed arms.
"You and Matthias are always so careful around me, you guys never want to go further than a brief kiss and I hate that. Is it because of me? Do you not like the way I look?" He whimpers and I quickly realized my mistake. I shouldn't have been so aggressive when I told him to stop. I should have just went along with it.
"I just want you guys to love me like you say you love me. Fully and unconditionally but you touch me like I'm a fragile piece of glass ready to break at any moment! I'm not glass! I am a fucking rock! I might be broken, but I can be fixed!" He cries out and I took his demand into consideration.
"The last person to fuck me was that bastard and I just want to forget Thomas, I just want to forget!" He pleaded and I yanked him into my warm embrace. His skin was so soft against my hands that it was almost inviting, just calling out with the need to be touched.
He brushed his cheek against mine and he slowly pulled his head back and I met his kiss with mine as I just touched the surface. His hands touched my face, running against my cheeks and tickling the nape of my neck.
I sucked on the tip of his aggressive tongue to calm him down, earning a well-deserved moan as I pushed him back onto the bed. Taking off my shirt and dropping it to the ground as I did so.
I hovered over him, resting on my elbows above him as I pushed back his wild mane. His hooded light blue eyes stared into mine as took in every detail of his beautifully freckled face. Each light brown mark is so perfectly placed that it complimented him like a million star compliments the empty space in the darkest skies.
"I just don't want to hurt you, we were waiting for you to tell us when you were ready,"
I confessed to his heavy blush and he smiled. Tilting his head up to kiss me again as I rubbed his small hardened nipples with my thumb, feeling his large bulge against my jeans. He moaned into my mouth when I let my hand wander.
"I want you to hurt me," He whispered back and I nearly choked.
"Fuck, Luca," I sighed his name into his lips and I did the rest of the work in getting his shorts off. But just as I did, my phone started to vibrate in my back pocket. The vibration pattern was very specific so I knew exactly who it was without looking at it.
My husband.
My boyfriend and I eyed each other as he heard it too.
Luca rolled his eyes, pulling the phone out of my back pocket and handing it to me.
"You better answer before he rips us a new one. Remember last time you ignored him," He reminds me and I shuddered at the memory. So scarred by what he did that I haven't missed his call in three years.
"What's up?" I answered, hearing him diving somewhere and praying I wasn't on speaker with Jayde in the car.
"Are you guys at the airport?" He asked with just an extra pinch of aggression in his voice.
Even though I said just two words to this man, he knew.
"Yeah...no," I answered honestly and Luca scrunched his face.
"He expects us there now?" He whispered.
"Just meet us there. I've got Jayde. Make sure you bring the lambie," He reminds me and it clicks in my head that the lamb was the thing I was forgetting earlier.
"Don't forget Hana either!" I could hear Jayde call in the background and Luca wrapped his legs around me, the move causes the suitcase that was on the bed to fall to the ground and I winced.
"I won't forget, see you soon,"
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