Freaking Out on the Interstate
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Summary: An Elorcan oneshot full of fluff and nostalgia based on Freakin’ Out on the Interstate by Briston Maroney.
Warnings: Some pining and potentially some language.
Driving down the coast had always been something that Lorcan had loved. He and his mom used to take trips every summer, picking a different campground on the beach each year, and as he’d gotten older he’d started driving along the ocean just to clear his head. The winding road, the sparkling water, the miles of sky - it all brought him so much clarity.
He’d never expected that he’d one day get to share that journey with Elide Lochan - well, Elide Salvaterre, now that she was his wife.
Gods, Elide Lochan was his wife.
He still couldn’t believe it.
Although, they’d only been married for a few hours, so he supposed that was understandable.
They’d been engaged for a little over two months, and they’d only just started planning their wedding. However, when he’d woken up that morning, Elide had rolled on top of him and whispered, “I just want to be your wife now,” and that had been enough for him.
Since they’d already gotten their rings - it was pretty much the only part of wedding planning they’d accomplished - they’d just decided to go to the courthouse, get married, and take a week to just drive down the coast for their honeymoon.
Packing for the trip hadn’t taken long, and they’d had his burnt orange VW Thing loaded and ready to go within an hour. (He’d originally bought the car because it had been cheap and he needed a vehicle, but it had grown on him over the years, and Elide absolutely adored it, so he’d keep it as long as he could.)
Knowing they’d need witnesses, he called Vaughan, his best friend and the closest thing he had to a brother. Elide had called her cousin Asterin, claiming that Manon, her other cousin, and Aelin, her best friend, were both too dramatic for a simple courthouse wedding, and they would try to make it a bigger deal than it was intended to be. Asterin, while still a force to be reckoned with, would understand the simplicity and spontaneity of the gesture.
The wedding, though not personal, had been perfect. The feeling of Elide sliding the ring on his finger, of being able to slide a ring on her finger - it was the most amazing feeling in the world. And the feeling of kissing his wife for the first time… That was indescribable.
With a word of thanks to their friends, they’d jumped into his car and started on their trip, the top down and radio blasting under the late afternoon sun just starting to dip below the horizon. At some point, Elide had kicked off her shoes and propped her feet on the dash. They’d both twisted their hair into messy buns to keep it from blowing in the wind, but the rush of air had managed to tug several strands loose from Elide’s scrunchie.
Glancing over at her, he’d never seen anyone so beautiful. He could tell she was singing, but the roar of the wind and the sound of their favorite songs made it impossible for him to hear her.
More than not being able to believe she was his wife, Lorcan still had trouble understanding why she’d chosen him. They’d been together for years, but every day he still wondered why she thought he was worth it.
He’d always felt a little bit like he didn’t deserve her. Even being her husband, it still felt like one day she would wake up and realize she could do so much better.
Elide caught him watching her, and the smile she gave him made the sun look like a mere speck of light. The brilliance of it took him right back to the day he fell for her.
He was sitting on one of the small balconies on the second floor of the library, two notebooks open on the table in front of him. It had become something of a habit for him. At the end of every day, after his classes were over, he’d go to the library, get the largest coffee they had, and claim his seat on the balcony. The notes he took during class were often frantic and illegible, and he hated trying to decipher what he meant while he was studying. So, he’d sit on his balcony and copy his sloppy notes into something neater. It was also a good way for him to make money - he’d signed on as a note-taker for each of his classes to help pay for his education, and the notes he submitted had to be nearly perfect.
Dropping his pen, Lorcan reached for his coffee and sighed when he realized the cup was empty. Usually it would last him through his notes, but his one professor had seemed determined to teach them half the textbook that morning.
Groaning deep in his throat when he realized he’d need to go back inside to get more, he pushed up from his chair - and stopped short at the laughter that bubbled up from the green in front of the library.
It was a deeper, raspier sort of laugh, and when he saw the girl it had come from, his breath caught in his throat.
It was Elide Lochan.
She had just taken a seat next to Lysandra Ennar and Aelin Galathynius, and she was the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. They’d had a class together the last semester, and her best friend happened to be dating one of his best friends, so he’d been around her enough to realize that she was smart, and beautiful, and witty, and funny, and basically he’d be lying if he said he didn’t have a thing for her.
But they were just friends - that’s what he kept telling himself. He knew who he was, and he knew she could do so much better than him. It was just the way the world worked.
She caught sight of him just then - he was tall and standing on a balcony, so he was a bit difficult to miss - and she waved up at him, offering him a smirk and a wink.
Lorcan sat back down. He didn’t need anymore coffee after the jump to his heart that wink had caused. Clearly, it didn’t matter that he didn’t think he was good enough for her.
She was still everything he wanted.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in purples and blues, the waves reflecting the same colors as they rolled toward the shore. The first stars had started to make their appearance, and he saw Elide dip her head back to look up at them. She’d always had an affinity for them, pointing out constellations to him whenever she could.
Lorcan’s heart swelled with all the love he felt for his beautiful wife, but that voice in the back of his head wouldn’t leave him alone. He kept wondering if he was doing something wrong, if she thought, even subconsciously, that he was doing something wrong.
She had always been a bright spot in his life. Elide had always been so full of life and ambition, had always been destined for wonderful things. He, on the other hand, was, as his friends like to affectionately put it, a “hulking brute who scowled his way through most things.” He’d always been more negative, more aware of the fact that he really came from nothing and had always had to fight to get the things he’d wanted. His mother, though his favorite person, had always been alone. She’d done everything he could for him, but there were times when it had been difficult.
He knew that he wasn’t an obvious choice for Elide, and there were times, like that day, when he was more aware of it.
Maybe he’d been wrong to ask her to spend her life with him. She could do so much better. Maybe he was just holding her back.
Just as those thoughts started getting too loud, she reached across the console and took his hand, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.
Gods he loved her. He just hoped that would always be enough.
She’d never seemed unhappy to be with him, even when things didn’t always go according to plan.
They’d been holed up at a table in the back of the library for at least three hours, though Lorcan had been there even longer. Elide had showed up with a bag full of notes from the two classes they had together and two massive cups of coffee.
When she’d asked if she could study with him, there was no way he could say no.
Elide groaned, pulling off her glasses and dropping her head on the table. “I can’t do this anymore,” she whined, though it was slightly muffled by the notebook beneath her face. Sitting up, she continued, “I can’t sit here anymore.”
“We’ve been here for hours,” Lorcan agreed, lifting his own glasses and rubbing his eyes. “I think we’ve done just about all the studying we can. Ready to go home?”
She shook her head. “I’ve been sitting at the same table all night. I have no desire to go home and sit some more.”
“So, what do you wanna do then?”
Thinking for a moment, she slipped her glasses back on. “We could go for a walk through town?
He raised an eyebrow. “It’s like midnight, El.”
“So?” She smiled at him, and he already knew he’d agree. “Besides, it could be our first date.”
They’d been talking late one night, and it had come out that they both had feelings for one another. However, they’d both decided to wait until after finals were over before they went out on their first date. “I thought we were waiting?” he finally asked, offering her a small smile.
Elide just gave him a smile bright enough to light up the darkness. “I don’t want to wait anymore, Lor.”
Packing their bags quickly, they only stopped long enough to get two hot chocolates from the all-night library coffee shop before they ventured out into the night.
They spent two hours just walking the streets and talking about nothing and everything. At some point he’d taken her hand in his, and they spent the rest of their date like that.
It had been the best first date Lorcan had ever been on. He couldn’t wait for their second date.
The sun had completely disappeared, all traces of its light gone with it, as Lorcan pulled into the cliff-top parking lot of the hotel they were spending the night in. The hotel was across the road from the lot, which overlooked the ocean. They climbed out, Lorcan grabbing their bags from the back and putting the top up as Elide kissed his cheek and darted across the street to check them in.
Knowing it would be a few minutes until she came back, he hopped up on the hood of his car and looked out over the waves. His head was still swimming, his current happiness fighting hard against those thoughts that wouldn’t leave him alone, and the ocean provided him a sense of peace he had a hard time finding anywhere else.
He knew that Elide loved him - after all, she told him every day. He felt it in everything she did, whether it was in the feeling of her fingers drifting across his arm as she walked by him or in the way she curled around him at night.
And he certainly felt it when she kissed him. She never held anything back, always wanted to make sure he knew how much she loved him.
He just worried that his love wouldn’t be enough for her.
Elide had talked him into going out with all their friends. Usually he didn’t mind hanging out with the gang - especially since the group was at least half-composed of his closest friends - but they’d all decided to go to the roller rink. Lorcan wasn’t the most gifted skater, but she’d wanted to go, and he found he had a hard time saying no to her.
Besides, he was over the moon about finally getting to call her his girlfriend.
So, like the dutiful boyfriend he was, he’d climbed into her beat-up old truck and gone along, even allowing her to pull him out onto the rink after he’d laced up his skates.
He’d been doing well by his standards - no falling or tripping, only minor stumbling - for long enough that he started to think that he’d finally gotten the hang of it. Lorcan supposed he’d gotten a little over-confident, because suddenly he was being less careful, letting Elide pull him along a little faster.
And then his foot was sliding and he was falling, pulling his girlfriend down with him. Thankfully he’d managed to twist as he fell so that she landed on top of him instead of being crushed by him.
Lorcan just stayed still for a moment, stunned enough that it felt like the wind had been knocked out of him, but Elide just started giggling. She propped herself up on his chest and looked down at him, still laughing even as she brushed an errant strand of hair from his face.
Her eyes met his, and he was sure she could feel the way his heart stuttered and took off at a pace he was sure wasn’t healthy in his chest.
Elide smiled, her thumb tracing his bottom lip once before she leaned down and pressed her lips to his. It was a kiss that took his breath away and sent oxygen into his lungs. He kissed her back like he’d die if she stopped kissing him, and she let him for a few moments before she was pulling away and reminding him that they were in public with a laugh.
Smirking up at her, he let her pull him to his feet and guide him over to the benches, figuring it might just be safer for both of them if he put the skates away. The boys were all chuckling at him, but they also had knowing looks in their eyes, almost like they’d been where he was once upon a time (which they had) and they were happy for him (which he knew they were).
Once he was back in his Chucks and the skates were safely out of his reach, he leaned against the railing that looked out over the rink, watching Elide as she and Aelin tried to out-skate each other with every loop they made.
After every third or fourth turn around the rink, Elide would stop in front of him to kiss him sweetly before smiling at him and skating away.
Lorcan knew his friends that had also elected to stay off of any type of footwear with wheels were staring at him with the biggest smiles on their faces - he also knew they were waiting to give him shit for going soft - but he didn’t care.
Elide Lochan made everything else just disappear.
He was still lost in contemplation when Elide came back from checking them in. She hopped up next to him, one hand coming to rest on his shoulder. “Everything okay, my love?”
Lorcan turned to her, met her gorgeous eyes, and he just shook his head. Rather than explaining, however, he just handed her the box he’d grabbed from the back when he was grabbing their bags. “This is for you, my lovely wife. Consider it my wedding gift to you.”
“You’re the only gift I could ever need, Lor.” Though she looked confused, she took the box and unwrapped it, a small gasp falling from her lips when she saw what was inside. It was a glass rose with a silver stem and black and purple petals. The flower was a perfect match for their wedding bands and her engagement ring. “Lorcan, this is beautiful. Thank you.”
Nodding, he cupped her cheek in his hand. “I love you so much, Elide. So much. And I wanted to get you a flower that would last as long as my love for you.”
“Your heart, Lorcan - it looks just like mine.” It was something she’d started saying soon after the first time he’d told her loved her. The phrase became her own way of saying she loved him when the words “I love you” just didn’t feel like enough. “But, my darling husband, why do you look so sad?”
He sighed, turning his gaze back to the water. “I just… I think you know by now how often I struggle to feel like I deserve you. I don’t always understand why you chose me, and that’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot today. I’m just scared, I guess. Scared of messing everything up and scared of holding you back. But I know you love me, and I know you chose me, so I’m going to spend every single day proving myself to you, proving that I deserve all the love you give me.”
“Oh, Lor,” she murmured, grasping his chin and turning his head so he was facing her. “You have absolutely nothing to prove to me.” He opened his mouth, but she just squeezed his jaw. “Baby, I’m serious. You think I’m not scared too? You think I don’t worry about being enough for you? Of course I worry about those things. But fear is just a part of love, and we can do this because we’re together. We’ve found love, Lor, and we deserve to be happy. We deserve the love we feel. Okay?”
Dropping his forehead to rest on hers, he whispered, “okay.” He traced her cheeks with his thumbs slowly, and then he was kissing her, letting every ounce of the love he felt for her pour into the kiss. He wasn’t sure how long they sat there, kissing on the hood of his car, but when they finally pulled away, they realized it had started raining, thunder rumbling in the distance.
Laughing, Elide quickly and carefully boxed her rose back up and secured it under her arm. They each grabbed a bag and sprinted for the hotel, holding hands and soaking in the joy of just being together, even in the pouring rain.
Even though it scared him, Lorcan knew he wanted nothing more out of life than for Elide to be his wife, wanted nothing more than to be her husband.
He really could get through anything with her by his side.
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