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Summary: demon frat boy luke tends to lose control quite often
Luke thanked his demon senses for once, he could easily keep and eye on Y/N while listening to Calum ramble.
The party had already started, Y/N and Luke were late. But no party was completed without Luke Hemmings. And no Luke Hemmings was completed without Y/N.
Before they got together, before he got whipped as the boys say, everyone thought he wasn’t capable of love. But when Luke fell, he fell hard.
But gladly Y/N felt the same. She didn’t know it was possible to be attracted to someone like him, not because he’s a demon, Luke adored the fact that after finding out she still treated him the same. It was only because of his personality, he was a complete jerk An jerk Y/N came to love. But after the whole “I’m a fallen angel”
"Don’t you think Luke takes it too far?" Brian, a guy from Y/N’s literature class, pointed to her neck. She opened up the front camera of her phone, and of course, the biggest hickey Luke ever given her neck, she had bigger ones behind the dress she was wearing. And knowing that Luke was seeing all of this she just smiled, shrugging in fake innocence. Luke slightly laughed to the sight and turned back to his mates.
"He doesn’t deserve you, Y/N. You know it." The guy stood his ground.
"In fact I don’t, and I would appreciate if you would leave me alone." Y/N was that kind of person who was kind to everyone no matter what, that was the only minus Luke saw in her. I mean don’t get me wrong, she had that said when everyone just ran from seeing her like that, she was just really patient.
"Oh no, come here." Brian took it too far, grabbing her tiny profile to him.
"Don’t touch me-"
"Let go." It took Luke 0 seconds to get next to his girl.
"What if I don’t want to?" Brian did let go of Y/N, but was dumb enough to stand in front of the tall blond.
"Well you’re dead meat-" Luke’s fist was just about to collide with the guy’s face, but Y/N’s hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"Luke, calm down." She spoke softly. If he was human, she’d totally let him beat him up, but knowing Luke’s abilities she did want a dead body in a party.
Luke was fuming now. He turned to her, grabbing her wrist, eyes all black. And just like the first time when Y/N saw him like that, she was amazed, how does clean, pure, ocean alike orbs turn to these sad, angry, fallen ones.
"Calm down? Calm down? Are you serious right now?" Luke shouted, squeezing his girlfriend’s tiny wrist. "This is not about you being mine, which you absolutely are, it’s about women abuse for God’s sake, Sam Pepper all over again-” But he stopped mid sentence, feeling warm liquid in his palm.
His eyes drifted to the hold he had on Y/N’s wrist, blood was oozing from his hand. But it wasn’t his blood, it was her.
Luke gazed up at her, her eyes pooling giant tears, but she didn’t let them look anywhere else but him.
"What the ?!" Ashton came into the room, the cups he filled just a few seconds ago, dropping from his hand. He ran to the couple, pushing Luke of Y/N. And all demon senses disappeared, Luke fell to the ground, looking at his bloody hand.
"Does anyone know something about medicine here?" Michael shouted.
"My mum’s a nurse so I can help!" A girl ran to Y/N. "Get me the first aid kit!"
Everyone surrounded Y/N, while Luke just kneeled there. He
hurt her, again. Before her he was fine with controlling himself, but with her he just turns into some sort of monster. And this outburst, it was dedicated to protect her, but here he is on the floor, eyes back to human, but sadder than ever.
"UGHH, he hit an artery, get me more paper towels!" The girl who was putting pressure on Y/N’s hand shouted once more. But Y/N couldn’t care less.
Behind the people she could see Luke clearly, his broad figure now seeming so small, curled up on the ground, eyes not daring to turn to her. She knew that he didn’t mean it, she knew that he was beating himself up right now.
"You’re not a monster, Luke." She whispered and he immediately jolted up. He couldn’t believe his ears, he was probably hearing things. But when Luke’s eyes met hers he stood up.
"Oh no, don’t you dare go near her, you freak!" The same guy still had the courage to act brave after all of this. Luke was about to reply but Y/N was faster.
"Brian, you better shut up because I saved your sorry self. You better let yourself out because no one is going to stop me from punching you in the face when I show you the door!" Here it was, the other side of Y/N, mean and sassy.
Everyone burst into laughter, Brian took that as his cue to leave.
"Y/N, are you sure-" Michael tried too.
"Clifford, my left hand may be bleeding but my good one won’t hesitate to rip your throat out if you don’t let Lucas come near me!" So after her hand was done bandaging up, everyone just backed away, ignoring of what just happened and getting the party back up.
"I-" Luke wanted to start but was shushed by her.
"Carry me." She lifted her arms up, waiting for Luke’s embrace.
"Y/N-"
"Hemmo, I swear, If you don’t pick me up right now you’re going to sleep outside tonight." And with trembling hands he picked her up, not because she was heavy, he was scared of what she’ll say next. He actually wouldn’t be surprised if she leaves him.
"And before you say anything else I just want you to know that I’m okay. Yeah, you may have ripped my wrist open, but I get that you’re not the best at being a demon, falling recently and all. And I know that you didn’t mean it. But you still will have to make it up to me." Y/N nuzzled into his chest, eyes closed.
"Y/N. You can’t just say that. I hurt you, a lot."
"So? Relationships are all about hurting and recovering."
"That’s not how I imagine things. I want you to be treated right."
"Luke, you are treating me right. The best I could ever be treated. So just shut the fuck up and let me sleep in your arms."
"I love you." A sigh left his lips, but it was enough for Y/N to hear.
"I love you too." And that was the first time Y/N has ever said it back, how did a demon get so lucky?
