"Hey" he called.

But she was too busy looking at the mirror to look back. She was consumed by it again, the insecurities that she had. The feeling of not being enough. Lucas sighed.

"What's wrong baby?" he whispered in her neck.

"Don't you think this is too tight on me?" she asked while looking sadly on her reflection.

"It looks perfect" he replied without looking at her.

"You're not even paying attention!" she furrowed her brows, not convinced by what he said, even a bit.

He then looked back at her on the mirror, tracing every parts of her body, "Everything is perfect, baby. I don't know why your own eyes can't see it"

"You can see a lot of better girls on your line of work, what can I do about that?" she sighed, removing the tight dress that he bought for her.

He helped her unzip the back of her dress, "I like you bare" he chuckled, kissing her naked shoulders.

"I love all your marks, I like everything about you" he kissed her back.

"I want you to bare my children, I want to grow old with you" he kissed her tummy.

"If this isn't enough to assure you how crazy I am for you, I could marry you today" he watched her eyes widen in shock, he laughed.

"Of course you'll say no" he hugged you.

"I have to finish my degree and work first, love" she replied.

"I know, y/n, I'm willing to wait." he sighed in contentment.