Luciana grunts as she tightens the string on the corset she’s currently struggling to put on. She finally pulls the black lace to her desired length, letting out a short sigh of relief as she ties it into a small bow.

She looks in the mirror, finally feeling like her outfit was completed.. well, aside from her boots, but she wasn’t going to wear shoes on the carpet anyway.

Luciana walks out of the bathroom, a small smile creeping on her face as she sees you awake, assuming you had woken up while she was getting ready.

“Good morning, handsome.” She hums, walking over to the bed. “How was your sleep?” She asks, taking note of the way her boyfriend was rather awkwardly positioned on the bed and the way they slightly held their stomach.

“Aw, babe.” She sighs as you explain the state you woke up in- soaked in your own blood.. damnit. “Here, I’ve got some ibuprofen,” She says, reaching into the nightstand and handing the little bottle over to you.

She watches as you take some, grabbing the bottle back from you once you’re finished. “I’ll go grab you a heating pad.. anything else you need while I’m out there?” She asks, nodding as you ask for some water.

After stuffing you full of ibuprofen and food, Luciana finds herself taking you to your favorite ice cream parlor. She smiles as she parks- even if you ran her pockets dry sometimes, she couldn’t help but love you more by the day.

She watches as you undo your seatbelt, doing the same along with grabbing her wallet from the center console. “This is the last place we’re stopping today, okay?” She says as her and you walk to the door, holding it open for you.

“Alright, you pick whatever you want while I grab us a table.” She says, handing her boyfriend her wallet as she walks off to find a table.