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Assistant: Title: longing
        Author: ladywhistleballs ladywhistleballs 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: With Nicola, there was no big farewell. They shared a quick hug, a smile, and a “bye!” as if they would be seeing each other the next day.Only they didn't.
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              With Nicola, there was no big farewell. They shared a quick hug, a smile, and a “bye!” as if they would be seeing each other the next day.Only they didn't. 
            
        

        
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      some post-filming Lukola fluff :)
    




  





    
        
          
  It had been only a week and a half since the wrap party. Luke had to admit that being able to sleep in and play video games had been a relief for the first few days, but it also became very boring very fast. He’d hung out with some mates, visited some family, and even had an audition in that short span of time. But as he was about to approach the second week since filming wrapped, Luke began to feel restless. He tried ignoring it for days. Tried to brush it off as leftover fatigue or chalk it up to coming down with an illness, but deep down, he knew what it was. 
 
  The last few weeks of filming had felt odd. Nicola was filming her new show at the same time and she still gave her all when performing, but her downtime was filled with learning lines for the other show. She kept saying she felt so guilty because it felt like she was cheating on one show with the other and vice versa, and there was even a moment where an innocent laugh quickly turned into an eruption of tears due to exhaustion. Luke tried to give her space, not wanting to overwhelm her with anything while she was working tirelessly. 
 
  Nevertheless, their final scene together was emotional. A love scene was exposing in many different ways, but for it to be the final scene they filmed together made it ten times more daunting. They had only done a few takes, not changing much from what was written on the script, and when the director finally called ‘cut’, he and Nicola had clutched each other, both shedding tears. 
 
  He made sure to show up on her final filming day to support her even though he was done filming his scenes. They took a group picture to commemorate the occasion, but they didn’t say much to each other. When they left in separate cars, they barely exchanged more than a wave. 
 
  The same happened at the wrap party. 
 
  The party had been a blast. He had partied with his castmates, his friends, as well as the crew all night. They danced, they drank, they shared fun stories, they exchanged “I’ll miss you’s”. It was a wonderful ending to one of the biggest things he had done in his career so far. But with Nicola, there was no big farewell. They shared a quick hug, a smile, and a “bye!” as if they would be seeing each other the next day. 
 
  Only they didn't. 
 
  Luke began to wonder if that was the issue. If because they didn't really share a goodbye, that was why he felt like his chest was aching. Then he began to wonder if it was just because they had gotten into such a routine of seeing each other every single day, that now that they weren’t, he needed time to adjust to the change. 
 
  On the eve of the two week mark of being “Nicola-less”, he cracked. 
 
  It was almost nine pm and he assumed she'd probably be asleep, but he couldn't wait any longer. Luke grabbed his phone, opened their text thread, and sent off a message that made him honestly feel a little sheepish. 
 
  “hey nic - hope filming is going well ❤️ I miss you lots. adjusting to life after filming is weird 😅”
 
  He was surprised to receive a response not ten minutes later, but wasn't surprised at all that she immediately read between the lines. She always knew what he needed. The bond they’d formed on set was so strong that they could often communicate with each other just with a glance. 
 
  “come over x”
 
  He shouldn't. He didn't want to bother her. He wasn't expecting anything, he’d just wanted to admit he missed her after two weeks of lying to himself about it. But his body had a mind of its own. Before he realised what he was doing, he had his shoes on, his ball cap secured on his head, and his keys in his hand. 
 
  It took about thirty-five minutes to arrive at her house in East London. He had been to her house only once before, for a small get-together she had with some of the cast not long after she bought her house, but he knew exactly which house it was on the block without having to ask for her location. It was like his body could just sense her and he simply followed along. 
 
  He walked up to the front door, adjusted the collar of his jacket, and knocked three times in a row. Her voice on the other side called out “coming!” as she made her way to the door, and he quickly ignored how he almost immediately felt that ache in his chest lessen, just at the sound of her familiar voice. The door opened a moment later and there Nicola stood in a pair of trackies, fluffy socks, and a t-shirt that was many sizes too big for her that had a hole near the collar. 
 
  “Lukey,” she cooed with a smile, opening her arms.
 
  He probably should have been embarrassed by how quickly he enveloped her in his embrace. His arms circled her small waist as his knees bent drastically to reach her height, and he pressed his nose to her shoulder, breathing in a scent that was uniquely Nicola. 
 
  She hugged him back, her hand sweeping over his shoulder blades a few times in a comforting gesture, but then pulled away so she could lace their fingers together instead. 
 
  “Come on inside,” she told him, tugging his arm, and Luke finally took a good look at her then.
 
  She looked exhausted. 
 
  There were dark circles under her eyes and she was slightly hunched over rather than standing straight in her usual posture. Her hair was falling from the ponytail she had it in, wisps of blonde laying over her eyes in a way that made his fingers twitch to fix. He had seen her tired of course, especially early in the morning, but this was a different level entirely. 
 
  “Nic,” he spoke, shaking his head. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come. You're probably so tired and–”
 
  “Luke.”
 
  He closed his mouth, taking in her sweet, crooked grin as she peered up at him with her eyes half-lidded. 
 
  “You miss me?”
 
  He blinked and then nodded. “Yeah, but––”
 
  “I miss you, too.” She tugged on his arm again and tilted her head in the direction of her staircase. “So come inside and hold me while I sleep.”
 
  There was no way he'd pass up an opportunity to feel her tiny form in his arms, so he immediately followed her up the stairs to her bedroom. The telly was on, playing some reality show called Vanderpump Rules and the bright flashes from the screen were the only thing illuminating the room. He kicked off his shoes near the door, watching as Nicola crawled onto her bed, and tossed his jacket on the back of the chair in front of her vanity. 
 
  Nicola settled in the middle of the bed, already turned onto one side, and Luke quickly filled the space behind her, wrapping his large body around her. They shifted and giggled, trying to make sure they both were comfortable before finally settling. Her back was against his chest, his knees tucked behind her, his arm draped over her waist. He pressed a kiss to her hair, smelling oranges from her shampoo, and the tiny bit of lingering ache in his chest melted away completely, leaving him feeling fuzzy and warm. 
 
  They started to chat a bit, catching up with each other on what they’d missed in each other's lives during the two weeks they had been separated, but that conversation didn't last long. Nicola kept yawning and Luke kept apologising. 
 
  “Lukey,” she eventually said, turning her head so she could look into his eyes as she spoke. “I invited you over. I easily could have just said ‘I miss you too, let's meet for lunch soon’, but I didn't. I 
  
    want
  
   you here.”
 
  He let out a breath and pulled her tighter to his chest, rubbing his nose along her neck as he finally let his guilt go. 
 
  “Have you…” he began to ask during a commercial break, “I know you're busy with your show, and God, Nic, I really don't know how you do it, but I wonder if you… i-if there's––”
 
  “If I've felt like there's been a hole in my chest since the wrap party? Yes.”
 
  He lifted his head to look down at her, seeing her eyes closed even as she continued to speak to him. 
 
  “I don't know when we became codependent, or why we didn't notice it until we suddenly weren't seeing each other every day, but yes, Luke,” she turned in his arms to face him, her eyes barely open to slits. “I miss you every d@mn day. These few weeks – hell, the last month and a half – have been insane, and I'm not even sure what day it is today.” He laughed lightly and she smiled that smile he recognised as belonging only to him. “But I'm very glad you texted me tonight because this,” she gestured at their current position, “is the most relaxed and calm I have felt in ages.” 
 
  A warmth filled his chest and he pulled her closer so her face was tucked into his neck, her fingers gripping his shirt at his back. He didn't have to say anything back – they always communicated so much better without any spoken words – so with the sound of Lisa Vanderpump’s voice in the background, he closed his eyes and let Nicola's deep breathing soothe him to sleep.'
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