Adrian

I sigh as I begin working on yet another project. I had just gotten out of my sixth meeting of the day and I'm extremely stressed. I draw a few lines on my sketch pad, despite feeling a bit uninspired. About a quarter through the sketch, I drop my pencil and put my head down on my desk, feeling my head throbbing. I slide open one of the drawers in my desk and grab a couple of aspirin, popping them into my mouth. After a sip of water, I lay my head back down and take a moment to relax.

I had been super busy and stressed with work and I was finally at my breaking point. It had been about three weeks since Luna came to my house, and about a week since I'd last seen him. Due to my busy schedule, I was only able to talk for about twenty minutes when I saw him.

The throbbing sensation in my head increases when I hear the door to my office open. "Mr. Hafler?" a soft voice says. I look up to see Josh standing in the doorway.

"What's up?" I sigh, resting my cheek on my fist.

"U-Uh...can we talk?"

"About what?" I question, even though I already know what it's about.

"What happened a few weeks ago...at my house."

"What about it?" I raise an eyebrow. "It happened. I'm over it and I hope you are too."

"You're over it?" His eyes widen.

I nod my head. "Yep. You were drunk and lost control of yourself. I'm not bothered by it."

"Oh..." he blushes with a smile. "Well then can we go–"

"No," I shake my head. "No thank you, Josh."

Josh's face immediately falls into a frown. "Why not? You said you were over it."

I run my fingers through my black hair and decide to tell him the truth. "You're not really my type."

"Your type? What's your type?" he questions. "Oh wait..I know. Curly headed little British boys who wear oversized sweaters and paint their nails white!"

"Actually, his nails are pink," I correct. "But yea I guess you're right."

"What does he have that I don't?!"

"A British accent, curly hair, an oversized sweater...pink nails," I shrug, leaning back against my chair with a smirk. "Shall I go on?"

"You're so rude!" Josh groans. "You're gonna fucking regret it when that little spoiled brat of a boy finds someone else and moves back to wherever the hell he came from!"

"Josh," I say, standing up from my chair and walking over to the front of my desk with a grin. "You're an amazing person and an even better employee," my face drops. "But I won't hesitate to fire you."

A look of fear takes over his face. "M-Mr. Hafler..."

"Get out of my office," I say, walking back over to my chair. I watch as he runs out of the door, tears spilling out of his eyes. I close my sketchbook and clean up my desk area, my head continuing to throb. I grunt as the door to my office opens once again. Without looking up, I speak, "what do you want now?!"

A voice whistles before responding, "I was just gonna ask why Josh just ran out of here crying but I can see that something...bad..just happened.."

I look up to see Tia standing in the doorway. My face softens at her presence. "Sorry, Tia...I'm just really stressed and I'm kinda having a bad day.."

"It's okay. I just came in here to see what was going on. I'll come back later, okay?"

Nodding my head, I reply. "Sure thing."

"Take it easy," she smiles and exits my office. I sit down at my chair and turn on my computer, watching as tons of emails and notifications pop up on the screen. I click on one of the emails and begin to read it.

Hello, Mr. Hafler. I'm emailing you to ask if we could set up a meeting for the future. I'm interested in taking part in your company and I think you would really enjoy what I have to offer

With a roll of the eyes, I grab my jacket and walk out of the office, making sure to lock up. "I'm leaving," I tell Tia as I walk past her. "You're in charge."

"Are you coming back?"

"Nope."

***
      
                        Luna

"I wanna dance with somebody!" I scream along to the music as I mix up some icing. I dance around the kitchen of my suite as I bake cupcakes and cinnamon rolls. I add pink food coloring to the icing and dip my finger in to taste it. "Yummy," I whisper. As I'm about to roll out some dough, my music shuts off and my phone begins to vibrate. A smile forms on my face as I see who it is: Mr. Architect Man❤️

I immediately press answer and put the phone on speaker. "Hey stranger!"

"Hi Luna," Adrian's tired voice comes through the phone. "Are you at the hotel?"

"Yea, why?" I ask him. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he answers. "Is it okay if I come over?"

"Of course," I respond. "Are you sure you're okay, though?"

"I'll talk to you when I get there," he sighs. "Bye," he hangs up the phone. I give my phone a confused look before shrugging and going back to my cinnamon rolls. It isn't long before I hear a soft knock on the door to my suite.

"I'm coming!" I yell and quickly wash my hands. I walk over to the door and swing it open. It isn't open for more than two seconds before I'm being scooped into two strong arms. Adrian holds me tightly, digging his face into the crook of my neck. I wrap my arms around his muscular figure and give him a slight squeeze.

After a few minutes, I feel his warm breath as he lets out a deep breath. He pulls away and looks at me for a moment. "I'm sorry.."

I take a second to examine his appearance. His hair is a bit disheveled and he has dark circles and bags under his eyes. His normally tan skin is now pale and his bright blue eyes are dull. I could tell he has just got done with work as he is still sporting his business-casual clothing. I pull him all the way into the room and lead him to the couch. He plops down, immediately resting his head in his hands. I head into the kitchen and quickly fix him a mug of hot chocolate. I frown when I approach him and he is still in the same position as before. Setting the mug on the coffee table, I pull his hands away from his face. "Do you wanna talk about what's wrong?"

He gives me a tired smile and slides his arms around my waist, pulling me onto his lap. "I'm just stressed...and tired...and pissed off.."

"Something happen at work?" I ask, playing with his fingers.

"Yeah but I've been super stressed this whole week. I've been working day and night so I haven't even eaten much," he sighs. "And I've been in and out of so many meetings that I've only finished one project this whole week."

"You haven't eaten? Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you some food?"

He sighs and shakes his head. "Also, your parents are gonna be the death of me. They've emailed me over fifty times because for some reason they think that the restaurant is my number one priority."

A pout forms on my face. "They're supposed to be letting me handle it. They're so annoying..."

"And that's not it," he continues to rant. "I've only slept 3 hours this week. Today has been the worst day so I had to leave early. I'm just exhausted right now..."

"What happened today?" I question, running my fingers through his hair.

"I had six meetings and my head was hurting really badly. Then I got into an argument with one of my employees.."

"Oh no," I frown. "Is everything alright?"

He shakes his head. "He just really made me mad."

"Did you fire him?"

"No but I almost did. He was angry because I like you instead of him so he started snapping on me.." Adrian groans, leaning back against the couch.

I feel my face heat up. "You like me?" I whisper.

Ignoring my question, he continues talking, "I went out with him already and I had a bad time. He's not my type. What does he not understand? I'm just not interested."

"But you like me?" I mumble, biting my lip.

"And then he started talking crap about you. I couldn't even believe it. It made me so mad but of course I had to remain professional," he sighs, shaking his head. "He was one of my best workers too!"

I cup his face with my hands, forcing him to pay attention to me. "You like me?" I ask.

He raises an eyebrow and looks at me as if I'm dumb. "You couldn't tell?"

"I'm oblivious to stuff like that!" I pout. "I've never had a boy like me before!"

"Well congratulations. This boy likes you," he softly kisses my cheek. Another blush takes over my face as I tuck my face into the crook of Adrian's neck. "Are you blushing?"

I sit up and look at him with my bright red face. "Leave me alone..."

"You're so cute."

I roll my eyes. "Anyway! I know exactly what can cheer you up!" I grin.

"What? A kiss?" He winks at me.

"Maybe," I mutter causing his eyes to widen. "But no, something else."

"What is it?"

"Cupcakes!"

"Cupcakes?"

"Yep!" I smile at him. "I was baking before you came over. You can go rest in my bed while I finish baking and then we can decorate them together, okay?"

I notice his mood finally start to brighten at my suggestion. "Sure thing," he nods. I stand from his lap and start to make my way into the kitchen before I'm suddenly pulled back into his chest. "This hoodie looks familiar," he smirks referring to the grey hoodie that I was wearing.

My face gets hot as I look down at my pink sock clad feet. "I stole it from you when I was at your house.."

"And you've just been wearing it, huh?"

"It's comfy and it smells like you!" I defend, stomping my foot. "Just leave me alone and go lay down!"

Adrian laughs and leans down so he's near my ear. "I think it looks good on you..."

"Just go sleep!" I push him away, giggling.

***

"Ooh! Delicious," I mumble to myself as I take two pans of cupcakes out of the oven. I set the tray of red velvet cupcakes on the side while placing the vanilla cupcakes on the cooling rack. While I let them dry, I decide to head over to the couch and take a seat. I turn on the television and blindly watch whatever is on while waiting for Adrian to wake up. After a while, I get bored of the television and glance at the clock. 7:46. Realizing how long Adrian has been asleep, I get up and head into my room. Adrian is laying on the bed, one arm behind his head and one leg propped up as he sleeps. I crawl into the bed and cuddle into his side. "Adrian..." I whisper, poking his stomach. He doesn't budge. "Wake up..." I run my fingers through his soft brown hair.

He squirms a bit before a groan falls out of his mouth. "Why..." he asks without opening his eyes.

"You've been sleeping for a long time and I miss you.."

"Then sleep with me.."

"No," I respond, pinching his cheeks. "Wake up. You have to help me decorate my cupcakes."

His blue eyes flutter open, meeting mine. He flips himself so he's hovering about me and presses our foreheads together. "Why can't you decorate them by yourself?"

"Because I want you to help me. Please?"  I pout, poking my bottom lip out. He stares at me with a smile before leaning down to me. Before I can even speak again, he takes my bottom lip in between his teeth and bites down on it. "Ow!" I whine as he pulls away.

"Stop pouting all the time," he smiles.

"I don't pou–" He interrupts me by leaning down again, this time pressing his soft lips to mine. Instantly, I melt into the kiss. I feel my stomach begin to turn and flip while tingles fill the rest of my body. He slowly pulls away before glancing at me with a bit of a hurt expression. Confused, I raise an eyebrow at him. He sighs and starts to make his way off of me. Gasping, I realize why he is upset. I was in such a state of shock that I forgot to kiss him back.

I reach out and cup his face with my hands, pulling him back down to meet my lips. This time, we both kiss each other back, feeling the heat rise in the room. He deepens the kiss causing me to snake my arms around his neck. He moves his lips down to my jaw and eventually to my collar bone. Before I can stop myself, a sound I didn't even know I could make bursts out of me. I immediately cover my mouth causing him to chuckle and pull my hands away, pressing his lips to mine again.

"Hey Lu– ooh! Bitch!" I pull away to see Anna standing in the doorway of my bedroom, a smirk on her face. Adrian tucks his face into the crook of my neck, chuckling. "Are you getting some dick?!"

I feel the blood rushing to my face as I hear her question. I reach back and grab a pillow from behind me. "Get out!" I scream, chucking it at her.

"Remember! Always swallow. Spitters are quitters!" She squeals and closes my door. I can still feel Adrian laughing into my neck as I groan from embarrassment.

"Stop laughing!" I whine. Adrian pecks my lips and sits up straight. "She's so embarrassing!"

"You're reaction was so cute," he laughs, standing up from the bed.

"I'm embarrassed.."

"Don't be," he holds out his hands for me to grab. I intertwine our fingers and he pulls me up. "Come on. Let's go decorate those cupcakes."

We walk out of my bedroom and into the kitchen. As we go, I notice the bathroom door is closed, meaning that Anna is still in my suite. I roll my eyes and stomp into the kitchen, earning a laugh from Adrian. "Stop laughing at me."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry," he chuckles. I grab a few containers of frosting from the fridge and put it in piping bags. "What's that for?"

"We're gonna frost the cupcakes," I smile at him. I take one of the vanilla cupcakes and pipe a perfect swirl onto it with light pink frosting. "See? It's cute, right?"

He raises an eyebrow at me. "And I'm expected to be able to do that?"

"I'm gonna teach you!" I hand him a piping bag and demonstrate how to do it. He eventually tries to create his own swirl but just ends up making a mess on the cupcake. "You'll get better by the time we're done."

"This is so sad," he frowns, looking at his cupcake.

I give him a small smile and softly kiss his cheek. "It's your first time. You'll get better."

The bathroom door swings open and Anna walks out, smirking at me. "Luna Stefano Petit. I am astonished."

I blush and roll my eyes as I decide to introduce the two. "Adrian, this is my friend Anna. Anna, this is Adrian."

As Anna looks at him, her eyes widen. "Ooh, bitch! You are the finest man I have ever seen in my entire life..."

Adrian laughs softly. "Thank you?"

"Okay leave him alone Anna," I say and push her out of the kitchen, towards the door of the suite. "Go to your own room now."

"Fine," she rolls her eyes and exits. "Bye Luna! Bye Luna's sexy man!"

"Sorry about her," I sigh as I walk back into the kitchen. A grin forms on my face as I spot Adrian still trying his best to pipe the cupcakes.

"This is so hard!" he groans. I take the piping back from him and pipe another swirl on the cupcake.

"How about I do the frosting and you can do the sprinkles?"

"Fine," he pouts for a second before straightening his face. "Now I'm pouting like you. You're rubbing off on me."

"It's fun, right?" I giggle as I continue to pipe frosting onto the cupcakes.

He shakes his head and sprinkles the cupcakes. "What are you planning to do with all of these anyway?"

"I don't really know...I just was in the mood for baking. I'll figure it out."

Adrian glances at the clock before widening his eyes. "Oh shit I have to go."

"But what about the sprinkles?" I frown.

He gives me a sad smile. "I'm sure you'll be fine by yourself. I have to go feed Riot before he starves to death."

"Okay," I sigh. "Tell Riot I said hello."

With a laugh, he responds, "Sure thing," before wrapping his arms around me and kissing my lips. "I'll see you later, baby."

"Bye, Adrian," I say with a blush as he walks out.