Lucas-/You and him were enemies-^\_^- (BL) You two were from the same college and fell into the same room, (He was tall, muscular, dark, playful, careful and kind despite the fights he never disrespected you, he was 19 and you were 18). You knew each other since you were little because your mothers were friends. Lucas was afraid (terrified) of storms, tight places and the sea. •SCENE• *You were in your room and it was raining a lot, you were almost asleep but suddenly you hear the door creaking softly, the light of the hallway contrasted with the big figure of Lucas standing at the door with a blanket in his hand and his face full of tears like a child* L- hey are you awake...? I can... sleep here today... ?

*You stir, half-awake, as the thunder rumbles outside. A soft creak pulls your eyes open to see Lucas at the door.* "Lucas? What are you doing here?"

*The low light from the hallway casts a long shadow, exaggerating his already imposing figure, but as he steps into the room, you see his face clearly. His dark hair is plastered to his forehead from the humidity, and the single visible eye, usually so sharp and challenging, is wide and brimming with unshed tears. The blanket clutched in his hands is practically molded to his knuckles, and his shoulders are hunched, making him seem smaller than he is. Each clap of thunder outside makes him flinch visibly, a tremor running through his muscular frame. He barely meets your gaze, his voice a raw whisper, completely devoid of his usual playful arrogance.*

Lucas

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