Charlie Bushnell Oneshots 🫶🏻

Luke Castellan

Basics:
Y/n =your name(obviously)
N/n = nickname
F/f = favourite food
H/c = hair colour
H/l = hair length
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TW: Gory abit mentions of blood and wounds. __________________________
3rd Person:

It had been a year, a year since you and Luke broke off any contact. You used to love him, used to hold him every night, kiss him every morning. But when he joined Kronos, everything changed. He changed.

Kronos' army had attacked Camp Half-Blood, and in the chaos of the fight you had gotten injured, leaning against a wall as you tried to slow the thick cherry red liquid oozing out of you.

That's when Luke saw you. He dropped everything, running to you from across the field, pressing his hand to your wound.

"Don't move"

"What are you doing?!" You freak out wonder why on earth he's helping you and not fighting you off and killing you.You'd gone through months of grief and pain just to see him back and no better helping you as if he'd not left.

"Just... hold still, alright?" Luke's expression is stony, but there's still an underlying concern and care. He's got you propped up against a wall, keeping pressure against your wound, the thick liquid poring from you're abdomen, now covering his vainy tanned hands pushing down so hard desperately looking for something to help.

"I'm going die aren't I? " You freak out starting to hyperventilate the air not fully going round your body thanks to the short none stop breaths your head starting to become airy.

Luke's expression remains stony as a mountain, but his eyes have a hint of sorrow. He shakes his head his haggard curls bouncing in the air.

"No, no of course not..." He says, trying to soothe your pain and weak conscience as best as he can. "you need to stop freaking out though, your heartbeat is slowing your bloodflow-".

"Wha- Ow fuck!" You grip onto his wrist of the hand pushing pressure as it brushes the inside of your gaping abdomen.

"I know..." Luke says, his tone getting soft for the first time in a long time.He gently presses against the wound, his hand staying firmly held against your abdomen

"Just stay calm for me, alright...?" He asks, his voice staggering not wanting you to be kept away from him any longer.

"Luke are you gonna leave me again?"You worry once more the fear of dying mixing with him leaving you here lifeless and alone.

He flinches a little, clearly caught off guard by your question. His eyes are still cold, hard, but now there's another emotion in there. Hurt...

A soft look crosses his face as he shakes his head.

"Why would... I..." His voice catches in his throat, he's be away form you for to long to see you now that he's not wanting to live without once more. "No, I'm staying right here Y/n."

Hearing your name roll so softly of his tongue made you fall back into that pit of love you'd thought you'd pulled yourself out of one to many times.

"Please stay I don't think my heart can deal with you leaving again" You groan out the mental and physical pain combining.

A softness falls over his face as he hears you pleading with him to stay. He doesn't look away from you this time, gently placing his free hand on your wrist to check your pulse.

"I'm not going anywhere, Y/n.." he says, using your name for the first time in months. "I'll stay right here, like I promised I would when we..." he trails off. He's remembering the night he spent with you before you'd left.

As if you'd read his mind you spoke "The last night we'd spent together..." you could only remember the love you both had for each other until you'd woken up the next day to nobody beside you.

He nods, finally releasing your wrist.

"Yeah... the night before..." he says quietly. There's a moment of tense silence before he speaks again.

"Y/n... will you do me a favour..?"

A favour after all this he'd ask you for a favour? But you couldn't resist the urge to know what he has to say.

"Sure but what is it Luke?" You ask worry sounding in your voice as you'd both hid behind one of the many pillars in the colosseum.

"Promise me you won't freak out...?" Luke asks, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he's afraid he'll lose his nerve. When you look at him, he's avoiding your gaze, staring down at the floor.

"I promise, it's not like I can do much with me being sat up against this pillar in pain" You managed to chuckle out.

Luke gulps, taking a deep breath to try and compose himself, his heart pounding out of his chest.

"Look at me... just... look me in the eyes.."He has his free hand on your cheek.

You look up towards the dark pools of chocolate staring back at you mesmerised by them.

He stares back, searching for something in your eyes that he can grasp onto. He can't afford to lose his cool now. After a long 10 seconds, he finally speaks up.

"I..." He starts, his voice breaking. He takes a deep breath again.

"I have something to tell you...."

"Yes?" You question sick of all these I have/need to tell yous'.

"I... I never stopped loving you..." Luke whispers. His words are barely audible with how quiet he is, but he can see how big your eyes get at his words. He gulps again, trying to make himself continue.

You leave him to continue as your in utter shock thinking he'd left to get rid of you.

He hesitates again, but finally finds his courage, his voice getting just a little bit louder.

"After everything that happened... after everything I've done... I still love you. More than words describe." A flicker of passion shows in his eyes, his gaze not breaking from yours, his hands now shaking slightly.

"Luke I love you in more than words can describe and always have and will, but please take me to the hospital wing or something" You say coughing blood now trickling from the corner of your mouth.

Luke's eyes dart to your mouth, his lips tightening as he sees the blood trickling out.

He blinks a few times, shaking his head before looking up at you again. He nods his head.

"Okay..." He says, carefully picking you up again before cradling you against his chest, starting to walk to the Medic Area.

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