Falling Flower Rain - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 After filming ended, the staff in the studio began tidying up the set. The lights that had been suspended in midair gradually returned to their normal brightness, while the floor was still scattered with black, purple, and dark red petals left over from the shoot. Luka and Gakupo returned to the dressing room together. Along the way, Luka was still wearing the Gothic Lolita dress from the shoot. Her skirt swayed gently with each step, the lace hem occasionally brushing against her legs. Having walked so long in high heels, her feet were starting to feel tired. "Finally, I can rest." Luka let out a soft breath. Gakupo walked beside her, and smiled when he heard her voice. "Tired?" "A little." She glanced down at her shoes. "These are harder to walk in than I expected." "Be careful." "Mm, I know." Just as she said that, she took another step forward. Crack. A faint sound suddenly came from beneath her feet. Her movement stopped instantly. "Huh?" Her heel had snapped in that very moment. Her ankle, losing its support, twisted sharply to the side. Luka's balance gave way. "Ah!" Almost the instant she began to fall, Gakupo reached out. He caught her in his arms, one hand bracing her back. Both of their bodies tipped toward the floor as her balance failed. But Gakupo adjusted his position quickly before they landed. He let his own body absorb most of the impact, while firmly shielding her back. Luka was held completely safe in his arms. She never hit the floor. Only her skirt spilled out beside them, black lace tangled together with a few petals still clinging to the fabric. The dressing room fell silent for a few seconds. Luka's eyes went wide. She hadn't even fully registered what had just happened. Gakupo looked down at her. "Luka." His voice was a little lower than usual. "Are you all right?" Luka blinked. Only then did she notice she was held in his arms. His hand was still bracing her back. "I…" She shifted slightly. "I think I'm okay." Gakupo didn't let go right away. He made sure her back hadn't touched the ground before slowly loosening his hold. "Don't get up too fast." "Mm…" Gakupo slowly pushed himself up off the floor. His movements were careful, making sure Luka wouldn't lose her balance because of his own motion before he sat up. Luka was still sitting on the floor. One hand braced against the ground, the other lightly holding her skirt. The sudden fall had left her a little dazed. She took a deep breath. "That really startled me…" Gakupo didn't answer. He simply sat beside her. Neither of them had actually stood up yet. Only the soft light of the dressing room remained around them. Luka glanced down at her broken heel. "The heel snapped…" "Mm." Gakupo glanced at it too. "At least you're not hurt." "Thanks to you." Luka looked up. She saw Gakupo sitting right beside her. His black outfit was slightly disheveled from the sudden movement, a few strands of his long hair falling loose over his shoulder. But his gaze remained fixed on her. Full of clear concern. Luka suddenly felt a warmth spread through her chest. "Gakupo." "Mm?" "Thank you." She smiled. "If you hadn't been there just now, I probably would have fallen hard." Gakupo looked at her. "No need to thank me." He paused for a moment. "I just reached out without thinking." Luka's smile faltered slightly. "…Without thinking?" "Mm." Gakupo didn't look away from her. "When I saw you about to fall, I just reached out." Luka said nothing. The two of them were very close. Close enough that she could clearly see her own reflection in his purple eyes. Gakupo raised his hand. His movement was slow. Not sudden, and not overwhelming. His fingers came to rest gently beside her cheek. Luka's eyes widened slightly. Gakupo tucked a loose strand of pink hair back behind her ear. Then his fingertips brushed lightly across her cheek. The motion was gentle. "Are you okay?" His voice was soft. Luka gazed at him, stunned for a moment. After a while, her eyes curved into a smile. "I'm fine." Her smile was natural. "Really, I'm fine." Gakupo looked at her smile, as if finally reassured. His hand lingered by her cheek for a moment longer. Then, slowly, he drew it back. Luka looked down at her own hands. Her heart was beating even faster than it had during the fall. She glanced up at Gakupo out of the corner of her eye. And Gakupo happened to be looking at her too. Neither of them said a word. They simply sat there on the dressing room floor, quietly close to one another. Outside, the staff were still cleaning up the set. Occasionally, the sound of props being moved drifted in from a distance. And inside the dressing room, the romantic atmosphere that had fallen like petal rain during the shoot didn't seem to have faded entirely, even after filming had ended. A few purple petals still clung to Luka's skirt. Gakupo reached out and gently lifted one away. Watching his movement, Luka smiled again. "Seems like you've been taking care of me all day." Gakupo looked at the petal in his hand. "If you need me to, I could take care of you forever." Luka's smile paused for a moment. She didn't answer. She only lowered her eyes gently. But the smile she couldn't quite hide still lingered at the corners of her mouth.