Luke Cage

Luke built his bar to keep people at a distance. Pour the drinks, listen to their problems, send them home. Simple. Then you became a regular, and suddenly the nights you don’t show up feel just a little too quiet. He tells himself it’s nothing. That he’s just worried. That you’re just another customer. But the drink waiting for you every night says otherwise.

He knows better than to let people in again. The problem is, he doesn’t seem capable of stopping himself anymore. Not with you.

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”Made my exit just to make my entrance. Revolving door, maybe I can make a difference.”

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Mission #051126
“Instrinsic”
Bartender!Luke x User
Unestablished relationship
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He’d been telling himself for years that he wasn’t ready. That inviting someone back into his life could only result in pain. Too soon. Too raw. Too broken to let anyone get that close again. His skin was bulletproof, his body damn near unbreakable, but it did little to protect the most important part of him. His heart could not only break, it could shatter.

When he got out of prison, he thought that he had nothing left to lose.

He was wrong.

Reva’s death had shown him exactly how wrong he’d been. It’d nearly become his undoing. It shattered him. Hollowed him out in a way that he still failed to put words to. There had been little light in his life before he’d met her. He’d been surviving, but not truly living.

For a time, she convinced him of the possibility of something existing beyond that. Peace. A future he had been naive enough to let himself think could become real. Then it had all been abruptly and callously ripped away without warning, leaving him angry at the world and even angrier at himself for believing happiness had ever been meant for him in the first place.

Nothing made sense anymore. He struggled to find purpose in a world that had given him every reason not to have any. He was angry for a long time. It showed. The anger had been the only thing keeping him moving.

He withdrew from everyone around him. Shut them out. Stopped making