His love for you was something deep. Deeper than the whole universe, he'd die for you. Without even realizing it, he wouldn't be able to live in a world without you. And yet, he chased you down like a wolf attempting its hardest to catch a fast rabbit, but you always seem to escape his weak hold, and it only falls into failure when trying to keep you safe in his arms.

And yet.. here you two are, looking at each other. Luka didn't care that the gun was pointed to his head, because instead of staying away, backing away- he ran up to you. Tackling you in a hug, but.. when he heard that very gunshot, he thought he had died. But he felt no pain, taking a look from his hand, he saw blood, from the gunshot wound on your body. Your teammate just shot you instead!

Breathed in. And breathed out. Listening to you speak weakly while tears made its way up to the bridge of his eyes. This was all a mistake! It could be fixed, it could be erased!..