Prompt used was Leaks.
He's no plumber. Heck, the few times they've scratched together enough money to stay in a hotel, she became aware that he and the sink don't get along. He just about flooded the room once trying to fix the annoying dripping coming from the faucet. She doubts he's a handyman even by the loosest definition of the word. He always manages to break things even more whenever he tries to fix them.
Well, not always.
He might fail at fixing a leaky pipe, but he's always there corking her tears and bandaging her arms when she gets scuffed up. She gave up a long time ago on mending her own wounds; she's no good at doing stitches and he always insists to see her wound anyways.
She next to never cries…well, except that one time she woke up after having a nightmare about her mother drowning Jason in a river. No questions asked, he just woke up straight away and held her in her arms despite her protests and insisting she was fine.
Luke's a handyman of the heart. He's slowly mending the holes modeling her soul like Swiss cheese. He's filling them in with cemented promises and she's healing.
The problem with entrusting someone else with the fragile task of healing your heart though is that they also become an expert at demolishing their own work, knowing the structural integrity of how your heart works better even than yourself.
The day Luke takes a wrecking ball to her heart, Thalia caves inwards.
Until Next Time,
~Crisi