The Couffaines • Oneshots/Scenarios

Prologue

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Third Person Pov

As he played his guitar, Luka hummed along while shortly and enthusiastically strumming each note.

Since music has become Luka Couffaine's passion, his legacy, and his life's work, it was nothing new to him. He enjoys it to the utmost.

The music that seemed to come freely to him enthralled the crowd. Even after playing for years, his music continues to be in high demand.

The now-retired musician and Luka's father, Jagged Couffaine, was standing close to the stage's side.

As he watches his son continue the music in his heart, the man's features were enhanced by a sincere smile. His arms have been crossed, and his shoulders slumped.

For them, this was the ordinary. Following his retirement, Jagged confronted Luka and brought up their personal businesses.

As a result of a series of events, Jagged was able to convince his son to accept his offer to work as his manager in a matter of minutes.

Like any other night, Luka played and sang while having a lot on his mind.

Returning to the cozy sensation of being encircled by the tender arms of his beloved and enveloped in her light, which seemed to chase away all the nightmares drilled deep inside his mind.

He began to worry as he considered how she might be hurt in her present condition. Should he have left her at home alone or brought her along?

Or perhaps he might have arranged for her to stay at a motel close by so he could visit her right away-the worry felt never-ending.

However, he restrained all of those anxious thoughts and pushed them behind his mind, shaking all the unnecessary ideas away.

Because of her immense endurance, (Y/N) Couffaine can manage on her own with or without him. Additionally, Marinette is there to assist her around the house, so what could possibly go wrong?

He spoke to soon.

Luka noticed his father, Jagged, racing up to him like a cheetah after seeing everyone backstage go into a frenzy. All in all, everything was really quick.

Luka was taken aback by his father's appearance right away.

Jagged's eyes were beaming with unbridled satisfaction despite the fact that his suit was rumpled and his hair was a mess.

With phone in hand, Jagged grabs a hold of Luka's shoulders and started to shake him. Luka was both alarmed and confused by his father's actions.

He couldn't tell if there was an emergency where he needed to transform, or just a change with the concerts schedule.

It was far worse than that.

"Pack your things, kiddo. It's time to meet my grandbabies!"

Luka's jaw fell, his eyes wide with glittering excitement and bewilderment. His father's voice ringing inside his head, and he almost dropped the mic that he was practically clenching in his hands.