Interlude - Wake Up
“Favourite moment from the meet and greet,” Reggie said quietly into her ear, snapping Julie out of her thoughts. She hummed in thought, stifling a yawn. She hated being like this - when her body was tired, but her brain was wide awake and racing.
“There was this little girl,” she said quietly, “I don’t know if you guys saw. She’s a ten year old named Maria. Anyway,” she shifted so she could tilt her head to look at Reggie. Her back was against his chest, the back of her head leaning against his shoulder. One of his arms came around her and was playing with her hair near her own shoulder on the other side of her body. His other hand was linked loosely with hers. He stroked his thumb across her knuckles absently. In the dim room his face was all angles and shadows, half-closed eyes and long lashes. She wanted to kiss him - badly. He hadn’t kissed either of them yet, though, and they’d hardly even been dating for two days. She and Luke had already agreed not to rush it or pressure him - he’d tell them when he was ready.
“They were at the Orpheum that night we played there. Her dad said they were visiting family and Maria really wanted to see Panic, so they got tickets. She said that seeing us open was the first time she had ever seen someone with hair just like hers perform.” Reggie squeezed her tighter and twirled a finger in one of her ringlets. “When they heard about the meet and greet they came just to meet me.”
“That’s really cool,” Reggie said. “I never thought there would be people that look up to us.”
“I know,” Julie responded quietly. “I mean I knew people would, sort of. But I didn’t realize that it wouldn’t be just about the music.”
“Everything’s about the music,” came Luke’s voice from behind them. Julie didn’t bother turning to look - she could hear him shuffling toward them in his bare feet.
“Everything’s about the music but you still won’t let us write a country song,” Reggie sighed. Luke came into view rolling his eyes. Of course, instead of sitting down on the opposite couch or even the perfectly good coffee table between the couches, he sat directly on top of Julie.
“Oof,” she huffed out a breath of air in surprise. “You’re heavy.”
“I’m well muscled,” Luke said, much too smugly for two o’clock in the morning.
“Well I don’t remember telling your muscles they could sit here.”
“Reggie would appreciate it.”
“Reggie is right here,” Reggie said. His face was buried in Julie’s hair. “And Reggie feels like he’s on the bottom of a dog pile.”
“Don’t call your girlfriend a dog,” Luke said, but he maneuvered himself so he was sitting near Julie’s feet, facing Julie and Reggie instead of sitting on top of them.
“I was talking about my boyfriend, actually,” Reggie said, which made Luke grin one of his big, surprised smiles. When he caught Julie’s eye, she couldn’t help but smile back.
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It’s like three in the morning but I’m thinking about the female gaze again. And this time it’s about Julie and Luke’s relationship coz that’s probably the most prominent example of it in the show.
The entirety of their relationship is built on mutual respect for each other’s abilities, genuine admiration for one another, and their abilities to relate to each other’s struggles with death and losing a mum in one way or another. There’s no insta-love and their connection isn’t based on physical attraction. Julie and Flynn are the only ones who ever talk about people being cute, Luke and the guys exclusively talk about their relationship in terms of their chemistry.
And the romantic moments between them, again, aren’t based on physical attraction. There are no drawn out shots on the characters’ bodies to show how attractive they are to one another (I can also talk about when these shots are used because I have just as many thoughts about that if anyone’s interested). Instead they’re shown through the eyes and the hands and always following a scene where they connect emotionally. Like when their hands phase through each other after Unsaid Emily? That is peak female gaze romance.
I may not want juke to happen because I personally have issues with the age gap, but it is genuinely one of the first m/f relationships I’ve seen that’s almost fully built on respect and admiration and I give it so many props for that
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