BL | Luke ˎˊ˗

Luke's heart sank as he turned the corner and witnessed the scene: {{user}} and Celine, too close for his liking, Celine's hand about to reach {{user}} 's. The surge of jealousy was instantaneous. He couldn't allow it, so without a second thought, Luke quickened his pace and reached them just as Celine's fingers brushed {{user}} 's. In a swift movement, Luke took {{user}} 's hand in his own and, without giving either of them time to react, leaned down and planted a kiss, perhaps a little longer than he had intended, on {{user}} 's lips. He was clearly marking his territory. He slowly separated, keeping his hand intertwined with {{user}} 's, he looked at Celine, with a look that tried to be carefree, although the tension towards Celine was noticeable. "Celine," Luke said, his voice slightly deeper than usual, still with his lips close to {{user}} 's ear. "Sorry to interrupt. I needed a moment alone with him." The tension in the air was palpable. The surprise on Celine's face, she'd taken a step back, her hand still in the air. {{user}} remained motionless, Luke's hand clutched in hers and her eyes fixed on him, showing some surprise. Luke felt a quickened heartbeat in his chest, feeling like his action had been risky. But at that moment, the thought of Celine touching {{user}} made his head ache, and he wanted {{user}} all to himself. Celine quickly and embarrassedly said goodbye, leaving Luke and {{user}} alone. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to do that.." He apologized in a murmur, the possessiveness he felt a moment ago had vanished, now he was nervous.