Luka Couffaine • Boyfriend Scenarios

When he Proposes • Part Five (Special Scenario)

Third Person Pov

Luka gestured for (Y/N) to join the stage while holding out his hand in silence. (Y/N) reluctantly agreed and moved slowly in his direction.

Squeals and chiming giggles could be heard from the audience, as well as whispers and murmurs.

But at that point, (Y/N) and Luka were the only people in their minds. They both seemed to feel as though they were trapped in their own little bubble and neither wanted that bubble to burst.

Luka tightened his grip on hers as she clasped his hand in an effort to soothe her frazzled nerves.

He could see that the wires in (Y/N)'s head were beginning to develop from the expression on her face. Luka was concerned that she would eventually put everything together as she tried to fit the puzzle pieces together.

He took both of her hands without any hesitation and gave her a gentle grin.

Luka exhaled slowly while holding the microphone to his lips.

"(Y/N), Sweetheart. My muse and the love of my life. The sweetest melodic chime in my heart, and the most beautiful person in my eyes." He murmured, earning a reaction from the crowd. But he couldn't care less.

Luka only paid attention to the expression on (Y/N)'s face. It was a mixture of total devotion and bewilderment, with blush highlighting her innate attractiveness.

She was grinning sheepishly and was giggling uncontrollably, which Luka found to be utterly sweet.

He nearly cursed at himself in front of (Y/N) and the thousands of people who were watching them as his breath grew shaky.

Fortunately, he managed to hold back the profane phrase that was about to come out of his mouth. Luka takes another long breath before continuing.

He clung to her hands like they were his lifeline, saying, "I had a hard childhood. Growing up, because of certain unfortunate events crashing down on me all at once, I never had the time for love."

"In fact, I despised love. I never really knew what it meant, not until you showed up. I love my sister and my mother to bits, but my heart was searching for something else." Luka put her hand to his chest, where his heart lies. Then he continued.

"My heart was looking for you, precious. Alot has changed since the moment you decided to waltz into my life, mostly good things of course. You engulfed me in your warmth and bathed me in your light when I was in a spiraling darkness. You saved me."

This time, (Y/N) could feel the slight sting in her eyes, but she decided to hold them back. Biting the bottom of her lip, she heaves out a small gasp then quickly hides her face in Lukas chest.

He could feel the heat radiating off of her, but he wasn't done. Not yet.

"You were there during my lows and during my highs. You were everywhere in between, sweetness. You occupy my mind twenty-four hours a day, and I'm not even remotely complaining." Luka chuckled.

"I know grand and big gestures aren't exactly your thing, and I wasn't planning on asking you live during one of my concerts. But it is what it is." He lets go of her hand.

(Y/N) watched Luka get down on one knee as her eyes widened and tears started to stream down her cheeks. Although she could see the warm smile on his face, she couldn't help but notice his body shaking.

Luka was equally anxious as she was, and that gave her some measure of solace.

She had no idea how their proposal would turn out, but she wasn't at bit upset. A modest proposal would likely enough for her, but Lukas's huge gesture makes her feel as if her legs are about to liquefy.