Imagine Luka trying to cheer you up after your crush, Nathaniel, rejects you.

A/n - ignore Marinette in the gif.

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Today's the day!

You're finally gonna tell him that you like him as way more than a friend. You've been seated next to the redhead in every class at school, a fact that has only fed your crush on him.

He has no clue how much you like him, so Alya and Marinette have been trying to talk you into telling him. They're certain that he likes you back.

Mustering courage, you walk up to Nathaniel at the end of class, determination flowing through your veins.

He smiles as you approach, sending butterflies flapping within you.

"Hey, Y/n," he greets.

"Hi, Nathaniel," you smile back, "I need to tell you something."

Nervousness swells in your heart as he waits for you to speak.

"I-I really like you, as more than a friend, and I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime?" The words pour from your mouth in a rush.

He stands there, shocked. He's never looked at you as more than a friend.

You wait, regretting everything as Nathaniel freezes. Tears leap to your eyes and you blink them away.

"Y/n, I'm sorry but you're just a friend to me," he says softly, staring at the ground.

You wish the ground would swallow you up.

"It's o-okay, I understand," you stutter, cursing yourself for being such a fool. "I'm sorry!"

You leave, sprinting away with your bag clutched in your arms. Alya and Marinette watch you run away, feeling terrible.

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You sob into your hands, shame, embarrassment, and sadness dominating your thoughts.

Why did you do that? What possessed you?!

"Y/n?" A familiar voice asks as Luka searches for you.

Quickly, you hide your tear stained face by looking away and putting some sunglasses on. Hopefully he won't notice, but nothing ever gets by him.

Maybe he'll give up looking for you. You don't think you can keep your tears at bay if he finds you.

He discovers you leaning against the wall, and walks across the room towards you. You plaster a false smile on your face and wave.

He looks at you with his kind blue eyes, taking your sunglasses off. You burst into more tears as he draws you near, wrapping his strong arms around you.

"I heard what happened," he tells you, "I'm sorry."

You cry into his hoodie, holding onto him tightly.

He simply lets you cry, keeping you in his warm embrace as you wear yourself out.

When your cries stop, he grabs your shoulders and looks deep into your eyes, "You'll get through this. It's okay."

"Thank you, Luka."