Luka Couffaine • Boyfriend Scenarios

When you tell him your Trauma (Part 1)

She wants to tell him everything, she wants him to know everything.

But she didn't know where to start, she didn't know how to stop her heart from thumping out of her chest.

Whenever she opened her mouth to speak, the oxygen from her lungs would give up on her. (Y/N) didn't know where to start, she didn't know how to tell him.

Of course, nothing gets pass Luka unnoticed.

He opened his arms to her, silently offering his comfort to put her at ease even for just a moment.

With a small smile, (Y/N) submitted to the cuddles, and immediately wrapped her arms around him.

She subconsciously snuggled her face closer, wishing to escape from all the trauma.

"You can tell what's on you mind, sweetheart. I'm here to listen."

(Y/N) took a deep sigh, taking a few shaky breaths as she starts to share her story.

"We were friends since diapers, my mum was close with his parents." She lets out a deep sigh.

"They wanted us to grow up together and be as close as they were. But things took a wrong turn when we grew older.."

⚠️Warning: Triggering storyline ahead! Please exercise discretion when reading this, and seek out support if you need it.⚠️

(Y/N) stood silently at Owens front door after ringing the doorbell, rocking back and forth a bit as she hums a small melodic tune.

After a few seconds, the door busted open. There stood a jolly looking Owen, who's eyes shone brightly as he immediately wraps (Y/N) in a tight hug.

"You came! Did you sneak out or did you just ask for permission?" He smiles at her, planting small loving pecks on the side of her face. She couldn't help but giggle at his antics.

"Of course I asked for permission." She merely answers him, in which she receives a small huff from Owen.

"Goody two shoes." He scoffed under his breath, a sarcastic tone avail in his tone of voice. (Y/N) rolled her eyes at her boyfriends dorkiness.

"Are you letting me in, or what? I'm getting cold." Owen briefly apologizes and ushers her inside.

She happily walks with him to the kitchen, unbeknownst to the dangers that surrounded her.

(Y/N) noticed the shady gaze Owen has been giving her, but tonight is supposed to be a fun night— So she didn't think much of it.

"I'll go make the juice, babe. Can you take the popcorn to my room? You go ahead and start the movie." (Y/N) obliged, planting a small kiss to her boyfriends cheek before storming upstairs.

While Owen watches her silhouette slowly disappear, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He sprinkled unidentified powder into (Y/N)'s drink. Then he stirred the mixture with a spoon, dissolving the powder immediately— Leaving no trace behind.

Holding both juice in his hands, he started to walk up the stairs. There he saw a comfortable looking (Y/N), cheekily watching the opening credits while she ate some popcorn.

A small smile curled up Owens lips, his eyes burning with desire.

He couldn't help but bite the inside of his cheek, as he watches (Y/N) snuggle herself in his sheets.

"This is going to be an eventful movie night."

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It's Sunday and I feel like i have sinned while writing— Oml I'm such a baddie muwahahaha

Anyways— This is going to be a 2 part scenario, I want ya'll to suffer >:))

Don't worry doe lol I'll update soon! I do be liking this drama 🐳

Also, I want to send a little message to all those suffering from traumatic experiences— YOU ARE NOT ALONE!

There are people out there who are willing to help, all you need to do is tell them.

Don't carry the burden all on your own, it's not healthy. You don't have to open up immediately— Breathe, take baby steps, do things at your own pace.

I'm horrible at comforting people lol. Buuut I love y'all and I just want to reach out and give y'all some sort of comfort 🤣

If you need someone to talk to, my discord ID is on my bio!

See y'all in the next chapter!