Regret 》Lukercy

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Luke had eventually fallen asleep in Percy's lap, his head against Percy's chest. Percy had fallen asleep a little later, getting a lot of weird glances and glares from Luke's siblings.

But that didn't matter to him.

He had Luke.

Percy woke up to movement underneath his arms. His eyes shot open, to see Luke squirming underneath him, murmuring inaudible things.

Percy craned his neck forward to hear Luke better, only to find out that he wasn't murmuring.

He was crying.

Percy pulled him tightly against his chest, kissing his forehead. "Please don't cry..." He whispered in his ear.

It took around fifteen minutes of whispers and kisses for Percy to realize Luke wasn't even awake, and that he was fast asleep, sobbing.

Percy shook him a little, causing Luke's eyes to open slowly, and in that moment, Percy had never seen Luke's eyes such a beautiful shade of blue. It was the shade of blue you would see as night time neared, and you would gape at the sky in awe.

And that scenery was captured in Luke's eyes right then.

Percy kissed his forehead, smiling softly. "Did you have a nightmare?" He asked as Luke glanced around the room to see that he was here, at camp half-blood.

And very much alive.

Luke nodded against his chest, putting his arm around Percy's neck.

"It's okay, baby. You're okay." Percy whispered, kissing his forehead softly.

Luke smiled. This must have been the first time Percy has seen him smile sincerely in a long time, and it absolutely dazzled him. The way both of his eyebrows would raise when he smiled, and his eyes seemed to turn a lighter shade of blue, it was quite adorable, too.

Wow, Percy was helplessly in love with Luke Castellan and only a couple of weeks ago he was willing to kill him.

Percy kissed his scar. "You're beautiful. You know that?"

Luke shivered slightly, holding on to Percy. "And you're adorable." Luke whispered back, a small smile on his face.

"Go back to sleep, baby." Percy leaned his head back, falling asleep almost immediately, hoping Luke does the same.

Luke woke up slowly, almost shrieking when he glanced up and saw that he was in Percy's arms, but then he remembered.

That he had Percy.

That he was alive.

Luke realized that Percy was still asleep, and a sly smirk crept upon his face as he ran his hands through Percy's silky hair.

He was honestly doing just fine until he remembered two certain demigods that made his heart twist in his chest.

"Family, Luke, you promised."

The words had haunted him since Annabeth had said them, and had brought tears to his eyes.

He remembered Thalia, and his heart lurched inside his chest once again. He remembered back when they were super close friends, and now Thalia hates him.

Just like everyone else.

It's not like he blamed them. He did betray the entire camp, after all.

He had thought that Thalia would be on his side when he betrayed the camp.

God, he was such an idiot.

How could he have been so foolish to fall for Kronos's plans?

Every time he had failed he was treated with weeks worth of nightmares.

It was definitely the most miserable time of his life. Even more so when you had to wage war against the person you loved.

When Kronos had ordered him to kill Percy, Luke had known by then that he was in love with him. There was no way he would ever kill Percy, so he purposely led him towards the water, in hopes Percy would survive.

Of course, that meant he was treated with nightmares enough to fill up the Underworld, that was also added to the guilt of it all.

There was one point in time where he had held a knife against himself, before the war, and he had-

His own miserable thoughts were eventually cut off when he felt Percy wake up. Luke quickly snapped out of it, his eyes seeming all full of joy.

Percy saw him and smiled, kissing his forehead.

Luke blushed slightly, nuzzling Percy's chest softly.

Percy giggled and pulled Luke forward, causing them to sit next to each other. Percy laid his head down against Luke's shoulder, kissing his neck softly.

"Are you sure you want this, Percy?" Luke asked, furrowing his brows.

Percy smiled softly, kissing his scar gently.

"Yes. Yes I do, Luke."