Apr 23, 2019
Drabble Log #1
I really wanted some soft Lucio, enjoy!
Note: y/n=your name, e/c=eye color
A warm hand brushed away the stray tear running down your cheek, lifting your chin to meet the eyes of your lover. The Count's usual smirk was gone, and in its place was a firm frown, deep grey eyes boring into your (e/c) eyes.
"(Y/n)..." Lucio's boisterous voice was soft, concerned and full of worry. "I promise everything will be fine, my love..." His claw hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest to shield you, protect you from any and all harm. With his free hand, he wiped away another year, and planted a soft kiss on your forehead. "I won't let anyone lay a finger on you, my darling."