Author's Note: A few weeks ago, I started reblogging some lists of story prompts on Tumblr, and I got quite a few requests for Luke/Lorelai stories. These are the results of most of those requests, and I'll add to them as I write more.

Time of the Month

Luke learned fairly quickly after starting to date Lorelai that she had painful monthly cramps. She spent whatever time she wasn't at work curled up on the couch. She managed to hide it in public, but at home, all bets were off.

He creeped into her house one of those days and leaned over the back of the couch to rub her back.

"Cuddle or leave," she moaned, hugging the heating pad to her stomach.

"So, that's a no to food?"

"What is it?"

"I made chicken noodle soup."

She managed a wan smile. "Then I can eat."

Lorelai managed to eat a bowl of the chicken noodle soup, and Luke could tell she was in a bad way because she failed to comment on the amount of vegetables he managed to sneak into it.

"Tell me what I can do to help," he said, arm wrapped around her waist as he led her to the stairs so she could lay down.

"Sing me to sleep?" she asked.

He scowled, and she laughed. "How about rubbing my back again?"

"I can do that." He rubbed circles in the small of her back as they walked into the bedroom.

The Ex

Lorelai didn't see Jason Stiles again until four years after the Dragonfly opened, and it was apparent that her current dating status hadn't made its way to him. Granted, things between her and Luke had been on, then off, then on, then exploded, then rebuilt, and was now firmly stuck back in the "on" position.

Jason was a bit behind the times.

She made a hasty retreat when she insisted yes, she was back together with her former fiancé, and they were happy. Really happy. But Jason appeared dubious, so Lorelai quickly wove her way through the people her mother wrangled into attending this benefit to Luke's side, where he was getting them more fortification in the form of alcohol. She grabbed his arm.

"That's my ex-boyfriend," she said, nodding toward Jason.

Luke stiffened, recognizing him.

"He doesn't believe we're back together."

He started to open his mouth, whether to either retort or rant, Lorelai wasn't sure. She hastily added, "Well kiss me so he can see."

Luke shot one fuming glare in Jason's direction, then complied. It also helped that Lorelai was tugging him down to her.

The Project

Every so often, Stars Hollow High cleared its archives of student projects it kept over the years.

During one of these purges, an interesting artifact fell into Lorelai's hands.

She had to go to the diner to show Luke right away..

"Hey, babe, look what I found," Lorelai announced, brandishing a lace-covered toddler-sized dress, clearly from the early 1980s. A nametag and a grade were pinned to the front.

Luke's jaw fell, then he jabbed his finger at the door. "GET THAT OUT OF THE DINER NOW!"

"Aw, Butch, but you did so well with your home ec project!"

The Lock Screen

Luke didn't want the stupid iPhone in the first place.

He was trying to turn off notifications and wound up going through settings. In the process, he ended up replacing the lock screen wallpaper entirely by accident, and he decided it wasn't worth the hassle to replace it. It's not like anyone ever looked at those things.

Lorelai accidentally scooped up the wrong phone one morning, and he found out when she sailed into the diner for lunch.

"I'm your lock screen?!" she led with, surprised.

He went beet red. "You weren't supposed to see that," he hissed and fled into the kitchen before anyone could tease him about it.

Blackmail

Lorelai's Adele CD had gone missing, but she wasn't quite sure where it had gone until she came home early to hear Paul Anka barking along to slightly off-key singing. When she realized who the singer was, she creeped through the living room. Fifteen seconds of video footage on her iPhone later, and she had enough blackmail material on Luke to last at least the next five years.

"Enjoy," she texted Rory and hit send just as Luke turned from the stove to see her.

He went pale. "How long have you been standing there?"

She smirked. "Long enough."