Hello my lovely's, I hope that you're all enjoying the festive season, now that we've entered my favorite month of the year. It's literally perfect fall weather right before it hits winter :)
Also there's smut towards the end of this chapter, (***) is when it starts.
Important note, I just uploaded the actual first chapter for my Adrien story. I also realized I like uploading on Wednesday's so with the new story I'm writing, besides this one, that's when I'll be uploading
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Pacing back and forth to the point where Luka might wear out the floor panels beneath him, he couldn't help but grow more concerned with every second that the time continued to pass without his muse by his side.
The first hour or so was fine, he zoned out was able to forget that he existed for some time. Luka was able to distract himself, coming up with ideas of what he and Nini could do the she got back. Everything seemed to be going fine... that is until the clock turned 5.
Why isn't she back
She was supposed to be here at 5
Why isn't my muse back
That fucking lying bitch?!
I can't believe that I let my guard down and let Nini leave with her?!
What if the slut stole my precious muse away?
What if I never see her again?
What if she's hurt?!
No
no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no
no no, no, no, no ,no ,no, no, NO!
I can't fail my love, no, I refuse to be failure
I can't be a failure, I need to be perfect
I am perfect for my muse, I'm only one worthy of her
No else, just me
Hearing the front door swing open harshly and then slammed shut, Luka felt an abrupt wave of relief wash over him seeing his muse enter for only to have seething anger appear in its place.
Seeing his the reason to keep o existing in distress, tears cascading down her face as she tried to let in any amount of air her lungs would allow her to keep, "Ma vie?! What happened, why are you crying?! Who did this to you?!"
Running straight into his arms, "Mi vida, fue horrible. Ella es uno traidora, unable traidora que no serve para nada!" trying to regain some peace of mind now being back in his hold.
Looking down at the sad girl in his arms, "My muse, who? Who hurt you?" being her closer to him, placing a kiss onto her forehead, "I won't stand for this, no one should get away with hurting you. I need you to tell me their name my love." stroking her hair, not to calm her but to prevent himself from destroying the apartment out of rage.
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