DizzleGlee
Luka has a secret.
One he has never voiced out loud, not to himself, not to anyone else. He even tries to keep it buried under his continuousness, never letting it get to the forefront of his mind.
The only time it can sneak into his head is when he's like this; standing in the sunlight absorbing its' warmth. That's when the thoughts cloud his mind and he can only compare the sun's warmth to being pressed against a firm chest, wrapped under strong arms, feeling how sunlight dancing on his skin mimics soft drags of smooth fingerpads along his jaw, neck, arms... How perfectly the sun can envelop him in its warmth like he's with him, cradling him, taking care of him.
And when he opens his eyes he almost expects to be met with a dark brown pair of eyes to match his big and round, slightly lighter ones. But he's only met with the view of the adjacent roof.