Luminary Love

Chapter 6

Heavy breathing filled the air as you tried to finish your daily workout that morning. Your hair wisped back and forth as you sat up and laid back down. Up and down. Over and over again to work your core. You had to start your morning every day like this since you began working on the show. You loved your body and you loved how you looked, so working out every day was a way to make you feel good mentally as well as physically. It was like sitting outside in the sunshine. The bright atmosphere making anybody feel happy while also giving them a golden glow.

You finished the last couple sets of sit ups and crunches before taking a break, using one of your dish towels to rid the beads of sweat from your face. The coarse fabric scratched against your forehead and down your face before coming down to rest on your chest. Your sport bra was soaked, the moisture accumulated in the fabric catching the breeze in a way that actually helped you cool down. You stood from the yoga mat you had placed in front of your couch and walked to your kitchen to get a water. The marble that lined your counter tops felt cool against the bare small of your back as you rested against it. You chugged the entire bottle, letting out a gasp of air when you disconnected the bottle from your lips. You huffed, blowing out the gust of air through parted lips. Your phone vibrated in the pocket of your leggings. You reached down and pulled the device from your pocket, looking to see what notification you had.

'@supershayne liked a photo you're tagged in'

You breath caught in your throat for a moment. That split second of anxiety filling your chest before you shook yourself out of it. There was nothing to worry about here. Sure you saw him, but it was dark, and there were a lot of flashing lights. And not to mention the alcohol that was ingested that night from both parties. He probably didn't even realize that it was you and through all of these excuses you were telling yourself at that moment to try and calm yourself down you couldn't help how much your thumb shook as it hovered over the Instagram app. You took a deep breath, the air shaking as it came out.

"Oh, what the hell?" You muttered before hitting the app. Your feed opened, photos from your close friends appearing on your feed. You were taken back by the amount of notifications you were receiving. They were all coming from the same kind of post. Both Jade and Sabrina made their own 'Going Out' post for the clubbing you all did. Different versions of the same photo decorated their respective pages, each with their own captions.

Jade's had the photo as one of three. The first being the three of you together before Pedro picked you up from your house. The second was of all of you in the booth, the photo having a purple hue to it. And the third was of her and Pedro. You took the photo at some point during the night. Jade had a bright smile on her face while Pedro had his face nuzzled in her neck. It was an adorable photo and a great way to officially announce their relationship. You liked the post, commenting three sets of hearts. Your attention was then switched to the other post.

Sabrina only post the photo of the three of you, her caption confessing her inability to keep her alcohol down. Her caption ended with your tag.

'Thank you (your username) for always holding my hair back when I need it.'

You smiled at the caption, liking the post before returning to your notifications. Sabrina's was the one Shayne liked. You refreshed the page, not seeing any other notifications. The next place you stopped was your own page, scrolling through the photos you had posted in the past. There were some of you on set of The Mandalorian, your favorite of all time being the one of you sitting in the cockpit of the Razor Crest (the ship from the show) with your feet up on the dashboard pretending to be asleep. It was a family photo of sorts with Pedro in his costume in the same position as you with his arm resting around your shoulders. To round out the photo, you grabbed the Child puppet and cradled it to your chest as if he was sleeping as well. That was the last photo you had posted. You clicked your tongue against your teeth, your mind wondering to the same photo the other two had posted already. You also had the same photo saved to your camera roll... And if Shayne was just going around liking all these posts that you were tagged in why not give him some content.