Luka Couffaine • Boyfriend Scenarios

When you tell him your Trauma (Part 1)

Its time for a little backstory y'all, I need me some more tea— ☕

WARNING: This chapter contains mental abuse, sexual trauma, and toxic relationships. Some of the storylines in this scenario may be distressing for some readers.

Please exercise discretion when reading this chapter, and seek out support if you need it.

If y'all don't like these kinds of content, please click away. I'll see you guys in the next chapter <3

(All characters in this chapter are of legal age!)

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Third Person Pov

While Ladybug and Chat Noir tend to the mother and daughter, Viperion decided to call in early.

"It's okay, Viperion. Just do what you need to do." Chat Noir smiled at him, an adorable toothy grin plastered on his face as he waves Viperion away. Ladybug then chimes in—

"We found the father. We'll depart as soon as I we get the commotion fixed. But, if needed, you can take (Y/N) back home." She spoke, her bluebell eyes gazing (Y/N)'s shaken up form.

Ladybug has this gut feeling, telling her that there was more to (Y/N)'s situation than meets the eye.

But at that moment, she wasn't able to voice out her opinion— She wasn't a hundred percent sure yet. But something did feel off about Owen.

With a determined look, she gave Viperion a comforting pat in the back. "Take her home, please. Make sure she's safe, and don't leave her side." She instructed.

Viperion was surprised at sudden firmness of Ladybugs voice, but he nodded nonetheless.

Because he too, noticed something very odd— And he wanted to find out as soon as possible.

Whirling around, his eyes locked with sullen (E/C) ones. He could feel the sad atmosphere surrounding her, but he wasn't going to ask questions.

Not yet, anyways.

Without another word, Viperion hoisted (Y/N) up in his arms, earning a small squeak from her.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around him, and buried her face on the crook of his neck.

(Y/N) noticed his behaviour, and knows what's coming after all this.

And that made her scared, she wasn't ready to tell him— Tell him all the things he did to her. But at the same time, she felt like she needed to tell someone.

The overwhelming feeling welling up inside was slowly getting to her, it felt suffocating.

With one final farewell, Viperion was off and about. (Y/N) clinging on to him, her mind filled with dreadful thoughts.

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Luka sat beside her, his eyes filled with worry as he saw (Y/N) bite her bottom lip— It's a bad habit she does whenever she gets nervous or scared.

"Don't do that." Luka slowly leans in, capturing (Y/N)'s lips tenderly. She was surprised by his sudden approach, but kissed back nonetheless.

His soft touch melting her worries away, but the overwhelming feeling was still avail.

(Y/N) pulled back, then wrapped her arms around her legs. Averting her gaze out of fear that Luka would be able to read her like an open book.

"Do you want to talk about it, babe?" The way Luka spoke had (Y/N)'s toes curling, his soft melodic voice was like a drug she couldn't escape from.