My Dear Lunar

25 - MORNING ♫

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Lunar wakes up on Sunday morning, feeling an ache throughout his body—a reminder of the intensity of last night. He turns to his side and sees Blue still deeply asleep, his chest rising and falling with each breath. A soft smile spreads across Lunar's face as he watches him, his heart swelling with an unfamiliar warmth.

The feeling of being close to Blue is unlike anything Lunar has ever experienced. It's a mixture of happiness, safety, and excitement, a cocktail of emotions that sends a pleasant shiver down his spine. As he reminisces about the events of the previous night, his cheeks flush a deep red.

He recalls the moments of passion, the kisses that felt like they ignited something deep within him, and the way Blue had made him feel so desired and cherished. The memory of their connection fills him with both giddiness and apprehension; he had never felt this crazy about anyone before.

Tentatively, he reaches out, brushing a strand of hair away from Blue's forehead. The softness of Blue's features makes his heart race, and for a moment, he simply admires him. Despite the uncertainty that lingers in his mind about what this all means, he knows he wouldn't trade this moment for anything. Just then, Blue stirs, slowly waking up and blinking sleepily at Lunar. Their eyes meet, and a soft smile spreads across Blue's lips, making Lunar's heart flutter once again. "Good morning," Blue murmurs, his voice still thick with sleep. "Morning," Lunar replies, unable to hide the happiness in his tone.

Blue stretches, his muscles flexing beneath his skin, and Lunar's breath hitches at the sight. The air between them is thick with unspoken words and new possibilities, and they both feel it. In that moment, Lunar knows they have crossed a line, but he can't help but feel excited about where this path might lead them.

As Blue sits up, stretching like a cat, Lunar can't help but admire the way the morning light highlights his toned physique. Blue catches him staring, and a playful grin spreads across his face, making Lunar's heart skip a beat. "Like what you see?" Blue teases, raising an eyebrow, clearly amused by Lunar's blush. "Maybe," Lunar replies, trying to play it cool, but he knows he's failing miserably. His cheeks heat even more, and he looks away, pretending to be focused on the patterns on the bedsheets. Blue chuckles softly, leaning closer to Lunar, who is still lying back against the pillows. "You don't have to be shy around me. Last night was... pretty unforgettable, don't you think?"

Lunar bites his lip, the memory of their passionate night flooding back. "Yeah, it was," he admits, glancing back at Blue, who is now just inches away. They share a moment of silence, the air thick with unspoken emotions and the remnants of last night's intimacy. Blue leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to Lunar's forehead, a tender gesture that makes Lunar's heart swell.

"I think we should head home now," Blue suggests, his voice still thick with sleep. Lunar nods in agreement, feeling a gentle flutter of anticipation at the prospect of going home together. They both get up and head toward the bathroom, the warm morning light spilling through the windows. "Want to shower with me?" Blue asks, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. Lunar's cheeks instantly heat up, the thought sending a rush of warmth through him. He pauses, his face flushing a deep crimson as images of what could happen flood his mind. The silence stretches between them, and Blue, misreading Lunar's hesitance, interprets it as an enthusiastic yes. Before Lunar can protest, Blue takes his hand and gently pulls him into the shower.

The warmth of the water cascades over them as they step under the spray, droplets glistening on their skin. Blue's playful demeanor ignites a spark of daring in Lunar. They both laugh and playfully splash each other, but it doesn't take long before the atmosphere shifts, charged with a deeper intensity. Another round of intimacy unfolds in the shower, where laughter turns into soft whispers, and playful nudges transform into gentle caresses. As they finally step out, the air is thick with unspoken promises and newfound closeness. They dry off and dress, the remnants of their shared moments lingering between them like a sweet secret.

When they make their way downstairs, Nick greets them with a bright smile. "Good morning to you two! How was last night?" Lunar's heart races, a wave of shyness washing over him. He's never felt this way with any other client before, and the thought of Nick knowing what happened makes him want to hide. He glances sideways at Blue, who seems entirely unfazed by the question. "It was great, thanks!" Blue replies with a casual grin, nudging Lunar playfully. Lunar shifts uncomfortably, trying to keep his cool, but his cheeks betray him, turning a bright shade of pink. Nick's laughter fills the room as he notices Lunar's flustered state. "Wow, Blue, what have you done to my top worker? HAHA! You've really made an impression."

Lunar buries his face in his hands, half-laughing, half-mortified. "It's not what you think!" he stammers, trying to regain some semblance of dignity. "Oh really?" Nick says, raising an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the moment. "You both look like you just came back from a mini-vacation. I'd say it was a pretty adventurous night." Blue leans closer to Lunar, a playful glint in his eyes. "Just keeping things exciting, right?" he winks. Lunar feels his heart flutter again at Blue's easy confidence, and he can't help but smile, his embarrassment slowly melting away. There's a warmth blooming in his chest, a blend of affection and excitement for what this budding connection with Blue might bring. Nick claps his hands together, snapping them back to reality. "Alright, you two lovebirds. Enough of this! You two should head home now."

In the morning light, Wai sat alone on his balcony, seeking solace in the gentle breeze that rustled the leaves around him. The fresh air did little to clear his mind, which was consumed by thoughts of Lunar and Blue. The image of them together lingered, replaying in his head like an unwanted film reel. Wai had been in love with Lunar since the very first day they met, and seeing Lunar and Blue together felt like a punch to the gut. Every time he remembered the way Blue wrapped his arms around Lunar when he was upset, the tender way Lunar leaned into him for comfort, it sent waves of frustration crashing over him.

His phone buzzed with notifications from the group chat, and he hesitated before checking it, bracing himself for what he might see. The messages were a flurry of excitement, recounting the wonderful time Blue and Lunar were having. Each word felt like a dagger to his heart, driving home the realization that he was losing Lunar to someone else. Wai's mind raced with thoughts of their past interactions, the moments he believed had meant something. He thought back to how he had always been there for Lunar, offering support and affection, hoping that those intimate moments they shared would build a bond between them. But now, it seemed clear that Lunar didn't feel the same way he did.

As he sat there, the morning sun warming his skin, Wai felt an ache in his chest that he couldn't shake. He stared into the distance, grappling with his emotions, wishing things could be different.

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