hold my hand through the dark- luka couffaine x female reader

༶•chapter 4•༶

"Can I try playing?"

"Sure, come sit here."

"I don't know how..."

You mumbled as the young boy beside you laughed, "just place your fingers here, and also here." He adjusted your hands so they were secure on the guitar. It was a little big, bigger then you but still fit nicely on your lap. "Now strum these strings." You messed up and sighed. But Luka reassured you, and helped you to continue. "Can you write me a song?" You remember asking him, handing him back his guitar. You were both young at the time, but you could still recall the biggest smile forming on his face.

"Of course I'll write you one Y/n. As soon as I figure out how."

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"I really should not have worn this hoodie today!" You grumbled, fanning a hand back and forth towards your face in order to try and cool down. Luka glanced over at you and chuckled, "then just take it off, I'll hold your stuff." Your nose scrunched up, "I'll take it off when we get to your place."

Even though you could have taken up Lukas offer, you just didn't want to be seen with an undershirt in public. Not for anything, but you sometimes got self conscious wearing things that were too tight.

You and Luka both arrived at his 'house' and you immediately took off your hoodie, tossing it onto one of the chairs in the front of the boat. "Jeluka must not be home yet huh?" You asked Luka, looking off the boat and into the beautiful blue sky.

"She's probably at Roses or something." Luka shrugged, walking down to his room. You followed him and walked down the narrow hall. Once you both walked into his room, you hopped onto the bed and pulled out your phone.

You quickly went onto the internet to try and find some inspiration for your assignment. You already had an idea what you wanted to do, but a little extra boost wouldn't hurt.

You were so focused on on your phone that you didn't even feel someone's head drop onto your lap. You looked down to see the blue haired boy staring up at you, a small smile lifting the corner of his lips up. A few strands of his blue hair fell over his perfect face. You blushed slightly, turning to face the wall to your left. You set your phone down, "let's hear it."

Luka sat up a little bit and grabbed his guitar. He was now leaning against the wall behind him, and you were leaning against the wall of his bed frame. Both your legs were tangled with each other's, but that was a normal thing that happened when two people sat close to each other. At least, you assumed it was normal.

Slowly, he strummed his guitar and played a gentle melody. It made you shut your body relax along with it also making your eyes close. Unconsciously you swayed to the melody and smiled. Every time Luka played for you, it made you calm. It even made you feel special when he dedicated songs to you.

When you opened your eyes, you stared at the boy that sat close to you. He was so focused on the guitar and the notes that you could just see the passion for music oozing off his body. That was always something you admired him for. His determination to perfect the notes and capture ever element.

"What did you think?" Luka quickly snapped you out of your thoughts. Your eyes widened, "that was one of my favourites yet."

"Is it dedicated to anyone?" You continued, watching as Luka set his guitar down and picked up his notebook. "Maybe."