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♌Leox♒Aquarius-Eine eigensinnige Bitte-神威x巡音

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 A Selfish Little Request Gakupo gently placed Luka onto the bed but did not immediately get up to leave. He simply gazed at her quietly for a moment, then sat down at the bedside, right next to her.Their shoulders were less than a hand’s width apart. Neither deliberately closer, nor deliberately apart.The chamber was very quiet. Soft light fell upon them, and a breeze occasionally drifted in through the window, stirring the curtains. The room was filled only with a comforting silence.Luka turned her head toward Gakupo. He happened to be looking at her too. Their eyes met, and both smiled.No politics. No duties. No one else around.Just sitting together in peace felt especially precious to them.Luka swung her legs lightly, her smile never fading. “Finally, we can relax a little.”Gakupo nodded. “Mm.”“Things have really been overwhelming lately.” Luka’s tone grew lighter. “From taking on joint missions, to completing the purification, the celebration banquet, and then each of us busy with domestic affairs…”She chuckled. “It feels like we never truly stopped.”Gakupo listened quietly. “Now at last, we have time.”Luka turned to him. “And you came back safely.”Gakupo smiled faintly. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”Luka shook her head gently. “As long as you’re back, that’s enough.”Her words were natural, yet they reminded Gakupo of what the attendants had told him— that for half a month, she had been waiting.His gaze softened. Luka noticed and laughed. “Why are you staring at me like that?”Gakupo answered calmly. “I want to look at you more.”Luka froze slightly, her ears tinged pink. She lowered her head with a quiet laugh. “You’ve really become more straightforward lately.”“Is that bad?” Gakupo asked.“No, not bad,” Luka smiled. “Just… a little unfamiliar.”They sat side by side in silence, without awkwardness.After a while, Luka slowly turned toward him, her blue eyes carrying hesitation and a faint smile. “Gakupo.”“Yes?”She looked down at her hands, fingers intertwined, as if thinking how to begin. Gakupo waited patiently.Finally, Luka raised her head, smiling shyly. “May I… make a selfish little request?”Her voice was soft, almost tentative.“Selfish?”“Yes,” she nodded. “Maybe just a little. If it’s inconvenient, you can refuse.”Gakupo smiled. “But you haven’t told me what it is yet.”“That’s why I’m asking first.”He thought of her worry these past weeks, of her calling his name in her sleep, of her relief when he returned safely. His expression grew gentler.“All right.”“All right?” Luka blinked.“I agree.”“But… I haven’t said what it is!”“I know,” Gakupo smiled. “But I’ll agree first.”Luka laughed. “Who does that?”“At least I do.”“What if my request is excessive?”“Would it be?” he countered.“Maybe,” she teased.“I trust you,” he said simply.Those four words warmed her heart. “How can you trust me so much?”“Because you’d never ask for something that would trouble me. So whatever it is, I’ll agree.”Luka lowered her head, smiling softly. “You’re really unfair when you say things like that.”The room fell quiet again.Sitting shoulder to shoulder, Luka took a deep breath. Her hesitation faded. She looked at him with a gentle smile.“Then… I’ll really say it.”Gakupo nodded. “I’m listening.”Her lips curved upward. The little request she had kept hidden in her heart was finally ready to be spoken. ------- German Gakupo legte Luka sanft auf das Bett, erhob sich jedoch nicht sofort. Er sah sie einen Moment lang still an, dann setzte er sich an ihre Seite.Ihre Schultern waren weniger als eine Handbreit voneinander entfernt. Nicht absichtlich näher, nicht absichtlich weiter weg.Das Gemach war sehr still. Sanftes Licht fiel auf sie, ein leichter Wind wehte durch das Fenster und bewegte die Vorhänge. Nur beruhigende Stille blieb im Raum.Luka wandte sich zu Gakupo. Er sah geradewegs zu ihr. Ihre Blicke trafen sich, beide lächelten.Keine Politik. Keine Pflichten. Niemand sonst in der Nähe.So friedlich nebeneinander zu sitzen, war für sie besonders kostbar.Luka schwang leicht ihre Beine, das Lächeln blieb. „Endlich können wir ein wenig entspannen.“Gakupo nickte. „Hm.“„In letzter Zeit war wirklich so viel los.“ Luka klang erleichtert. „Von den gemeinsamen Missionen, über die Reinigung, das Festbankett, bis hin zu den vielen inneren Angelegenheiten…“Sie lachte leise. „Es fühlte sich an, als hätten wir nie wirklich angehalten.“Gakupo hörte still zu. „Jetzt haben wir endlich Zeit.“Luka sah ihn an. „Und du bist heil zurückgekommen.“Gakupo lächelte sanft. „Es tut mir leid, dich warten zu lassen.“Luka schüttelte den Kopf. „Solange du zurück bist, reicht das.“Ihre Worte erinnerten Gakupo daran, dass sie zwei Wochen lang gewartet hatte. Sein Blick wurde weicher. Luka bemerkte es und lachte. „Warum siehst du mich so an?“„Weil ich dich länger ansehen möchte,“ antwortete er ruhig.Luka erstarrte leicht, ihre Ohren färbten sich rosa. Sie senkte den Kopf und lachte leise. „Du bist in letzter Zeit wirklich direkter geworden.“„Ist das schlecht?“ fragte er.„Nein, nicht schlecht,“ lächelte Luka. „Nur… ein wenig ungewohnt.“Sie saßen schweigend nebeneinander, ohne dass es unangenehm war.Nach einer Weile drehte sich Luka langsam zu ihm, ihre blauen Augen voller Zögern und einem leichten Lächeln. „Gakupo.“„Ja?“Sie sah auf ihre Hände, die Finger ineinander verschränkt, als überlege sie, wie sie anfangen sollte. Gakupo wartete geduldig.Schließlich hob Luka den Kopf, lächelte verlegen. „Darf ich… eine kleine, eigensinnige Bitte äußern?“Ihre Stimme war sanft, fast tastend.„Eigensinnig?“„Ja,“ sie nickte. „Vielleicht ein wenig. Wenn es dir nicht passt, kannst du ablehnen.“Gakupo lächelte. „Aber du hast mir noch gar nicht gesagt, was es ist.“„Darum frage ich dich zuerst.“Er dachte an ihre Sorgen der letzten Wochen, an ihr Rufen im Schlaf, an ihre Erleichterung, als er heil zurückkam. Sein Ausdruck wurde noch sanfter.„Gut.“„Gut?“ Luka blinzelte.„Ich stimme zu.“„Aber… ich habe es noch gar nicht gesagt!“„Ich weiß,“ lächelte er. „Aber ich stimme zuerst zu.“Luka lachte. „Wer macht denn so etwas?“„Zumindest ich.“„Und wenn meine Bitte übertrieben ist?“„Wäre sie das?“ fragte er zurück.„Vielleicht,“ neckte sie.„Ich vertraue dir,“ sagte er schlicht.Vier Worte, die ihr Herz erwärmten. „Wie kannst du mir so sehr vertrauen?“„Weil du nie etwas verlangst, das mich in Schwierigkeiten bringt. Deshalb stimme ich zu, egal was es ist.“Luka senkte den Kopf, lächelte sanft. „So etwas zu sagen… ist wirklich unfair.“Das Zimmer wurde wieder still.Schulter an Schulter sitzend, atmete Luka tief ein. Ihre Unsicherheit verflog. Sie sah ihn mit einem sanften Lächeln an.„Dann… sage ich es wirklich.“Gakupo nickte. „Ich höre.“Ihre Lippen hoben sich leicht. Die kleine Bitte, die sie im Herzen verborgen hatte, war endlich bereit ausgesprochen zu werden.

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