It Was Only A Kiss - Lucas/Maya, Girl Meets World
Posting here because Tumblr deleted it, and I want a reliable link for people until it's done and posted on Ao3.
It Was Only A Kiss
Fandom: Girl Meets World
Ship: Lucas/Maya
Word Count: 730
Summary: It’s been a year and a half since Lucas and Maya went on their date designed to create jealousy, and he’s not really okay seeing her flirt with other guys.
A/N: Whoops! My hand slipped. A first kiss fic (that’s really all I wanted - for them to kiss!) that is the first of what I’m sure will be my many GMW fics. [Technically unfinished because I’mma add smut soon/later.]
"Hey Maya." Lucas doesn't realize he's said anything until she's standing in front of him, arms crossed and glaring.
"What?"
"Can I - talk to you?" There's a huge weight sitting on his chest, and he's not sure how he's forming words, but she still understands what he's saying. Maya gestures between them, raising her eyebrows, waiting for him to say something.
Except he can't. They're in a room full of people they go to school with at a party he didn't want to go to, and every single guy and a few girls are flirting with Riley and Maya. It's been a year and a half since they went on a date to make Josh jealous, and it still sticks with him, hanging in his gut and poking him at odd moments when he's thinking about anything but Maya.
On their date, every minute or so one of them would try and sneakily glance around to watch Josh and Riley freak out, but that was part of the fun. He and Maya had talked the whole time - sharing stories the other had never heard before, teasing each other, and laughing. Lucas remembers laughing a lot. By the time Maya had snorted soda out of her nose and onto both of their entrees he had forgotten to look for Riley's reaction. He'd reached over and helped her pat all of it off of her hands and arms and her face a little, both of them still laughing.
They had shared a dessert and walked arm in arm back to Maya's apartment. She thanked him for a fun night, and apologized for making him go through with the weird jealousy scheme, thanking him for making it such a success. Lucas's heart had dropped into his stomach then, the exact same spot it's in now, and he had kissed her on the cheek, slow and lingering, because he couldn't think of anything else to do.
With Maya standing in front of him, looking impatient, all he can do is jerk his head in the direction of the hallway that leads towards the bedrooms, and he and Maya walk into the nearest one and shut the door.
"What, Lucas? What did you want to talk about?" He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and then looks at his shoes. Maya rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Look, if you don't have anything to say I'm going back out there. It's a party and Mark from homeroom is flirting with me -!"
"Don't." He chokes out, and Maya is looking at him. "Don't," he says again, quieter, then swallows and starts again. "Don't go out there and flirt with him, or anybody."
His eyes are big and round, and Maya hears a low whine in his voice, but she doesn't care. "What gives you the right -"
Lucas doesn't let her finish, moving forward and kissing her softly on the lips. There's a moment where it feels like the world has stopped, and he's just waiting for her to hit him, but then he can feel their noses graze together as her mouth moves against his. She's kissing him back and he can't think - just brings his hands up to cup her face and can feel her hand in his hair. They're kissing and somehow his hand is on her waist pulling her close, and her other hand is on his chest, inching up to play with the collar on his shirt.
He pulls back to breathe, resting his forehead against hers, eyes closed. "Okay," she whispers, and he has to - he kisses her briefly one, two, three times.
"I'm sorry," he says, and means it.
She looks up at him through her eyelashes, and it causes a giant swooping sensation in his gut, and he might fall over if her hands weren't still in his hair and holding him by the collar. "It's okay. Thanks." She presses up into him, kissing him gently, and before he opens his eyes she's out the door.
Lucas takes a minute to sit on the bed, head in his hands, but his thoughts don't clear, and he isn't able to shake off their kiss. Instead, he takes a few deep breaths and comes up with a plan.
When he manages to open the bedroom door - he heads straight for the keg.
It Was Only A Kiss
Fandom: Girl Meets World
Ship: Lucas/Maya
Word Count: 730
Summary: It’s been a year and a half since Lucas and Maya went on their date designed to create jealousy, and he’s not really okay seeing her flirt with other guys.
A/N: Whoops! My hand slipped. A first kiss fic (that’s really all I wanted - for them to kiss!) that is the first of what I’m sure will be my many GMW fics. [Technically unfinished because I’mma add smut soon/later.]
"Hey Maya." Lucas doesn't realize he's said anything until she's standing in front of him, arms crossed and glaring.
"What?"
"Can I - talk to you?" There's a huge weight sitting on his chest, and he's not sure how he's forming words, but she still understands what he's saying. Maya gestures between them, raising her eyebrows, waiting for him to say something.
Except he can't. They're in a room full of people they go to school with at a party he didn't want to go to, and every single guy and a few girls are flirting with Riley and Maya. It's been a year and a half since they went on a date to make Josh jealous, and it still sticks with him, hanging in his gut and poking him at odd moments when he's thinking about anything but Maya.
On their date, every minute or so one of them would try and sneakily glance around to watch Josh and Riley freak out, but that was part of the fun. He and Maya had talked the whole time - sharing stories the other had never heard before, teasing each other, and laughing. Lucas remembers laughing a lot. By the time Maya had snorted soda out of her nose and onto both of their entrees he had forgotten to look for Riley's reaction. He'd reached over and helped her pat all of it off of her hands and arms and her face a little, both of them still laughing.
They had shared a dessert and walked arm in arm back to Maya's apartment. She thanked him for a fun night, and apologized for making him go through with the weird jealousy scheme, thanking him for making it such a success. Lucas's heart had dropped into his stomach then, the exact same spot it's in now, and he had kissed her on the cheek, slow and lingering, because he couldn't think of anything else to do.
With Maya standing in front of him, looking impatient, all he can do is jerk his head in the direction of the hallway that leads towards the bedrooms, and he and Maya walk into the nearest one and shut the door.
"What, Lucas? What did you want to talk about?" He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and then looks at his shoes. Maya rolls her eyes and scoffs. "Look, if you don't have anything to say I'm going back out there. It's a party and Mark from homeroom is flirting with me -!"
"Don't." He chokes out, and Maya is looking at him. "Don't," he says again, quieter, then swallows and starts again. "Don't go out there and flirt with him, or anybody."
His eyes are big and round, and Maya hears a low whine in his voice, but she doesn't care. "What gives you the right -"
Lucas doesn't let her finish, moving forward and kissing her softly on the lips. There's a moment where it feels like the world has stopped, and he's just waiting for her to hit him, but then he can feel their noses graze together as her mouth moves against his. She's kissing him back and he can't think - just brings his hands up to cup her face and can feel her hand in his hair. They're kissing and somehow his hand is on her waist pulling her close, and her other hand is on his chest, inching up to play with the collar on his shirt.
He pulls back to breathe, resting his forehead against hers, eyes closed. "Okay," she whispers, and he has to - he kisses her briefly one, two, three times.
"I'm sorry," he says, and means it.
She looks up at him through her eyelashes, and it causes a giant swooping sensation in his gut, and he might fall over if her hands weren't still in his hair and holding him by the collar. "It's okay. Thanks." She presses up into him, kissing him gently, and before he opens his eyes she's out the door.
Lucas takes a minute to sit on the bed, head in his hands, but his thoughts don't clear, and he isn't able to shake off their kiss. Instead, he takes a few deep breaths and comes up with a plan.
When he manages to open the bedroom door - he heads straight for the keg.