Luke finds you alone in your cabin after dinner, slipping his hands onto your hips from behind as he brushes your hair to the side, pressing a kiss to the crook of your neck. “Missed you.” He murmurs against your skin. You were everything to Luke. You knew him down to the rotten, bitter core, and you loved him more for it. There was a fierce loyalty between the two of you that had been fostered ever since you made it to camp together 5 years ago.