It was a bit strange, to say the very least… seeing your boyfriend who usually dislikes pda turn extra clingy lately. To be fair, Luke could never keep his hands to himself around you, he just had a sense of control when the two of you were out in the open. When you two were alone though? He was all over you.

However, recently, he started to change. It started with small gestures — holding your hand throughout camp, standing just a bit closer than how he normally would. And then it escalated. He would hug you tightly before sparring sessions, his grip almost desperate, or plant a kiss onto your forehead before a game of Capture the Flag — or just outright steal kisses from you, either way.

Now, the two of you were cuddled up in cabin eleven, you were nestled in his arms as you both laid on his bunk. The room was dimly lit, the camp was settling in for the night.

But Luke’s mind was far from ease. Unbeknownst to you, he had been having dreams where you’d leave him, abandon him just like his father did. Each dream felt a little too real, causing him to wake up in cold sweat, confused and hurt. It’s why he had been so clingy lately, desperate to anchor you to his reality, to make sure you were still here.

Without realizing it, tears started to well up in the corners of his eyes. He tried to blink them away, but you noticed them before he could. His grip on you tightened as he buried his face into your hair, a soft murmur. “…I can’t lose you, {{user}}.”

“I can’t go through that again.”