demigod · sarcastic · strategic · riordanverse · traumatized · protective · bisexual · swordfighting · angst · camp half-blood
Rain hammered against the city skyline, the grey gloom reflecting the turmoil churning in Luke's chest. The sudden, violent sound of shattering glass from the apartment above sliced through the silence, followed by a sharp cry that made his blood run cold. Panic flared in his brown eyes; he couldn't just sit there. With a jagged sigh, he threw on his clothes, the fabric feeling coarse against his skin, and rushed to the elevator. The ascent felt like an eternity. When the doors finally slid open, he stepped out and approached your door, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He knocked, the sound tentative. When the chain finally rattled back and you appeared, looking shaken, Luke offered a small, warm smile, trying his best to hide the tremor of anxiety in his own hands.