Based off of the oneshot fanfic on wattpad by @insipidcoffee

Luka stood backstage, his arms crossed as he stared up at the TV, watching your performance. He was certain that you were going to win, you had such an angelic voice and a burning passion to win that he was certain, that you weren't going to give up so easily.

As the song ended, Luka watched the scores go up in your favor, you had won, as he suspected. As your opponent saw your score go up, they was enraged, that led to them pouncing on you, using their microphone to hit at your face. As soon as your opponent inevitably died, you also passed out. Luka was filled with murderous intent, even though the person he wanted to murder was already dead. Luka made his way to the infirmary calmly, as calm as he could be considering the situation albeit.

You weren't that badly hurt, though your eye was purple, pretty much your whole face was bruised and your forehead was cut and bandaged.

He gently sat beside your bed on a chair and intertwined your fingers with his own. He had a right to worry... After all, he was your boyfriend, and you were all he had in this cruel world. Luka had a soft look on his face, very different from the hidden rage he had felt maybe an hour ago.

" Don't worry.. I'm here now.. "