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                       Adrian

I groan as Luna and I quietly sit in the car, on our way home. It has been completely silent since we've entered and I am honestly tired of it. Luna stares out of his window as I try my best to keep my eyes on the road. After a few more minutes, he pulls out his cellphone and begins to scroll through it. I grab his phone with my free hand and set it down in the cup holder. "We need to talk about this, Luna."

"I honestly don't know what else there is to talk about," he rolls his eyes. "All I said was that I'm not comfortable with it. That's it."

"But why aren't you comfortable with it? It's not like we're planning to have sex."

"You think I should be comfortable with you hanging out with a guy that's practically in love with you?" Luna squints his eyes at me. "Someone who has tried to force himself upon you. I'm just supposed to be okay with that?"

"If you trust me, you should be fine with it. I'm not going to do anything with him."

"I do trust you Adrian," Luna sighs. "Can you stop saying that I don't?"

"That's what it seems like to me!" I tell him. Once again, we sit in silence for a moment as he stares down at his lap.

"Can you take me to my hotel?" he asks, quietly.

I let out a dry chuckle. "I knew it.." I mumble to myself.

"Adrian! I do trust you!" he exclaims. "How many times do I have to say it?!"

I roll my eyes. "I'm not taking you to your hotel because you wanna run away from the issue at hand."

"Stop saying I don't trust you."

"Well it seems that way! You hang out with a boy all the time and you two say that you love each other! What's the difference?"

"Gio is my best friend, of course we love each other. Don't even bring him into this," Luna sits back in his seat as I pull the car into my garage. We both get out of the car.

"I think I should be able to do whatever I want," I say as we carry our bags into the house.

"Fine, Adrian. Go hang out with him," Luna places the plastic bags on the counter. "I don't care, anymore."

"Fine then I will," I shrug with a roll of my eyes. "And I'll fuck him too, just so you can say you were right," I mutter under my breath. I realize what I said as Luna freezes before bursting into tears. Almost instantly, my heart drops and I try to catch him before he can run away. "Baby...I didn't me–"

"P-Please let me go..." he begs as he uses one hand to cover his face and the other to pry my arms from around his waist. Defeated, I let go of him and watch as he runs upstairs into my bedroom. I curse myself and put my head in my hands, completely ashamed at my lack of sensitivity. After a few minutes, I begin to slowly put away the groceries, making sure to leave Luna's items on the counter. Once I'm done, I head upstairs to check on him. After two knocks on my locked bedroom door, I receive no response besides the sobs from the other side.

"Baby...please open the door..." I plead, resting my forehead against the wall. Still no response. With a sigh, I slide down to the ground and decide to wait for him to open the door. It takes about an hour or two before the crying completely subsides. I stand up and open the door, seeing that it is now unlocked. I spot Luna curled into a ball on the bed as he sleeps. His puffy eyes match his red, tear stained cheeks, showing that he'd cried himself to sleep. He looks as fragile as glass as he holds himself while he sleeps. I tip toe over to the bed and softly press my lips to his forehead before going into my closet. I quickly change into some comfortable clothes and make my way out of the room, careful not to wake my lover.

Deciding to clear my head, I make my way toward the end of the hallway to a door that I rarely ever open. Entering the room, I flick on the light switch which reveals a room filled with canvases, paints, sketch pads and all sorts of other art materials. I plop down, facing the wall, and grab a pack of multi colored acrylic paints and some paint brushes. Using a pencil, I begin to sketch out a large rectangle on the white wall. After that, my pencil has a mind of its own. Before I know it, I've sketched out a mural of, what I can remember, Luna's tattoo looks like plus a few more details. I prepare some black, white, and red paint and begin to softly color in the flowers. When about half of it is done, I look down at my watch to see that it's been over four hours since I started.

The sound of small feet pattering down the hallway fills my ears before there's a knock on the doorway. I look up to see Luna standing there, hugging himself and chewing on the sleeve of his hoodie. I gesture for him to come in and watch as he plops down next to me, hugging his knees. I continue to make soft strokes against the wall, now unable to completely focus. I set the brush down and turn to look at Luna. "Babe..." I start. He sighs and looks down at his lap. I gently hold his hands in mine. "I'm so sorry for what I said to you. I know there's nothing I can say to justify that. I just want you to know that I really didn't mean it."

"Adrian..." he mumbles.

"I was being stupid and inconsiderate of your feelings. I said something that I thought would make me feel and look better but I didn't think about how it would make you feel. I'm really sorry, Luna," I sigh, intertwining our fingers.

Luna finally looks up at me with tired eyes. "Would you ever actually do that to me?"

"Oh god no!" I choke out. "I would never."

It takes a while for Luna to respond. After some time, he nods his head. "I forgive you," he says, causing my body to finally relax. "And I'm sorry if it seems like I don't trust you. I really do...I just don't like that guy..."

"No, I completely understand. I won't hang out with him if you're not comfortable with it." Luna gives me a small smile and wraps his arms around my neck to pull me into a tight hug. I let my hands rest on his waist as I hold him in my grip for a moment. "You know I care about you, right?" I whisper, softly pressing my lips to his neck.

Luna nods and pulls away. "I know you do." I smile at him and peck his lips before pulling him down onto my lap. Luna makes himself comfortable and cuddles into my chest. "I don't wanna argue with you anymore..at least not like that..."

"We won't, Love. I promise we won't," I say to him and softly kiss his forehead.

***

                        Luna

I wake up to the feeling of something wet on my foot. I look down to see Riot laying at the edge of the bed, drooling as he stares at Adrian and I. I pry myself from my boyfriend's arms and sit up to wipe my foot. I pick up Riot and place him on the ground before heading into the bathroom. After taking care of my hygiene, I go downstairs into the kitchen, Riot following close behind me. "Why are you following me, bud? Are you hungry?" I giggle as I grab some food for him and fill up his water bowl. As soon as I put it down, he excitedly runs over to eat and begins to eat. I head over to the refrigerator and grab some ingredients to prepare breakfast. Before I know it, I'm done cooking. I arrange a tray of waffles, sliced fruit, egg whites, and a cup of orange juice, trying my best to make it look as nice as possible. I grab the tray and carefully carry it upstairs, using what I can remember from being a waiter all my life. When I arrive in the bedroom, I place the tray on the bedside table and climb on top of my boyfriend who is now asleep on his belly. "Babe...wake up.." mumble as I gently massage his muscular shoulders. I receive nothing but a groan and slight movements. "Baby..." I lean down and softly press a kiss below his ear. Adrian begins to stir a bit before his eyes flutter open. He turns himself so he's laying on his back and stares at me. "Good morning!"

A smile forms across his handsome face as he wraps me in his arms and pulls me down. "Morning, sweetheart," he softly kisses my nose.

I sit back up and grab the tray from the table. "I made you breakfast."

Adrian looks down at the tray before kissing my cheek. "Thanks, baby. Did you eat?" he asks me.

"No, I'm not hungry," I answer. Adrian nods his head and begins to eat his breakfast. It doesn't take long for him to finish eating because I steal a few bites for myself. The breakfast is accompanied by cuddles and kisses as we enjoy our morning together. Once he's finished with his food, he heads into the bathroom to fix himself up while I go back to the kitchen to wash dishes. As I'm drying the plate, I feel two strong arms slide around my waist. Adrian tucks his face into the crook of my neck and softly kisses it. "What do you want?"

"I can't just show you my affection without wanting something?"

I roll my eyes and push him away as he laughs. My phone begins to ring with a video call and I answer it. "Hi, mommy!"

My mother smiles at me. "Hey, baby! How are you?"

"I'm good. What have you been up to?"

"You want my fake answer or my honest answer?" she raises an eyebrow.

"I mean...your honest answer, of course..."

"I've been getting my back cracked by your father."

I cringe in disgust as I imagine the sight. "Mom! That's gross!" I exclaim as Adrian starts to laugh.

"You said you wanted my honest answer," my mother shrugs and takes a sip of her tea. "And don't act all innocent. We all know you've been getting your back cracked in America."

"Alyssa!" I cry out.

"Don't 'Alyssa' me. Why didn't you tell me that you have a boyfriend?"

"I was gonna tell you!"

"Mhm...I'm sure you were," she says, sarcastically. "Anyway, who is he? What's his name?"

"You already know him. Adrian Hafler," I respond, bluntly.

My mother's eyes widen as she hears my answer. "Adrian Hafler? As in the owner of the largest architectural company in the world? As in the billionaire? Adrian Hafler?"

"Aw she's making me blush," Adrian says, quietly as he tries not to smile.

I roll my eyes at him. "Yes m– wait babe, you're a billionaire?" I ask him.

"Luna, you're so late," my mom says in response to my question. "Where is he? I should speak to him and give him 'the talk' like normal parents do."

"Babe, come speak to my mommy!" I pick up my phone and hand it to Adrian.

"Hi, Adrian," my mom smiles. "How are you?"

"I'm doing well, Mrs. Petìt. What about you?"

"I'm doing great! How are you treating my son? Are you using protection?" she asks him. Almost immediately, I grab my phone from Adrian.

"That's enough. Goodbye, mother," I sigh as she laughs loudly.

"Bye, Luna," she says in between giggles. As I hang up, I notice Adrian quietly laughing in the corner of the kitchen.

"It's not funny!" I whine, gently shoving him. "She's so embarrassing!"

Adrian wraps his arms around me as a pout forms on my face. "I think she's hilarious."

"But why'd she have to ask about our sex life..."

"It was a valid question," Adrian chuckles and softly kisses the pout on my lips. "Cheer up." I look up at him with my lips puckered, earning myself another kiss. "My niece and nephew are coming over to spend the day with me so I'm gonna take you home, alright?"

I hold out my hand with a smirk. "How about you give me your car and I'll drive myself?"

"You think I'm gonna let you drive my car?" Adrian raises an eyebrow at me. I slide my arms around his neck and nod my head. "You know we drive on the right side of the road here, right?"

"Yes! I've seen you drive multiple times!" I exclaim. Adrian sighs and looks away from me. "Can I drive your car, babe? Please?" I ask, standing on my tip toes and softly pressing my lips to the base of his neck.

Adrian rolls his eyes and pulls away from me. "I'm not letting you use the one that I normally drive," he tells me as he opens one of the kitchen drawers and hands me an unfamiliar pair  of keys. "Do not mess up my car."

"I wouldn't even dream of it," I smile and begin to head towards the garage door.

"Babe...you're forgetting something," he calls from behind me. Confused, I turn to look at him. When I realize, I bounce over to him and gently peck his lips. "That was nice but that's not what I was talking about."

"I don't get it..." I mutter, looking around, confused. Adrian flashes me a smile and points down at my feet which weren't covered in any form. I feel the heat rush to my face as I head up the stairs to put on my socks and shoes. When I come back down, I hear Adrian softly chuckling. With a roll of the eyes, I make my way over to the garage door, finally ready  to leave. "See you later, babe!"

"Stay safe, Love," Adrian responds to me as I exit the house and head to the car, ready to head home.