The joy they cannot hide - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 The afternoon dessert café was bathed in a soft golden light. Outside the window, people moved slowly through the streets, their silhouettes drifting like a world unrelated to the one inside. Kamui Gakupo and Megurine Luka sat by the window, with two elegant cakes and warm black tea placed on the table, the atmosphere calm in just the right way. They were lovers. But even as lovers, being “outside” still made Luka a little shy. On the surface, she maintained her usual elegance and composure, fingers lightly holding her fork, movements as graceful as ever. But only she knew that inside, she was already in complete disarray. Because there was only one thing on her mind. She wanted to feed him. She wanted to lift a piece of cake with her fork and bring it to Gakupo’s lips, to see him lean down slightly and take a bite. At home, this kind of thing was already natural to them—almost a habit. But once it happened “outside,” it became something that made her heart race uncontrollably. She secretly glanced at him. Gakupo was calmly drinking his tea, posture as composed as ever, back straight, expression steady. He looked completely unaffected. But Luka knew better. He was just better at holding it in. That thought made her heart skip slightly. Gakupo had already noticed her small movements. Her gaze lingered on him a little too long, her fingers tightening slightly around the fork before relaxing again. That familiar hesitation was something he knew well. He was almost certain what she was thinking. And that was exactly why he felt like smiling. Because he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the way Luka got shy about being close to him in public. And he especially enjoyed how she tried to stay composed while clearly unable to hide her emotions. The feeling of “she really wants to be closer” made him quietly happy. Very happy. Luka finally took a small breath, as if making up her mind. She cut a small piece of strawberry cake. Her movements were careful, but also carried a clear sense of anticipation. She was a little impatient inside. She wanted to feed him quickly. She wanted to see him take the bite. She wanted to see that relaxed expression he only showed to her. She looked up and spoke softly, “Do you… want a bite first?” The moment she said it, her ears already felt warm. It was just feeding him cake. So why was she so shy? Gakupo paused slightly. He looked at the fork, then at Luka. She was trying hard to act natural, but the anticipation in her eyes had already completely given her away. His heart softened a little. Then he leaned forward. Not hesitantly—but in response to her expectation. That small movement made Luka’s heartbeat jump instantly. Too close. Even though it was just a simple feeding gesture, doing it outside made everything feel more intense. She could almost feel his breath. Gakupo took the bite of cake. His expression remained calm, but his eyes softened in a way that was different from before. The sweetness spread in his mouth, but more than that, it felt like being gently cared for. He really liked this. Very much. Being fed by Luka gave him a quiet sense of satisfaction. It felt like being cherished by her. And that feeling—being “spoiled” by her—was something he didn’t want to restrain at all. The moment Luka saw him take the bite, her inner joy almost overflowed. She succeeded. She really fed him. And he actually ate it. She lowered her head slightly to hide her smile, pretending to adjust the plate, but the corners of her mouth still lifted uncontrollably. So happy. Not an exaggerated excitement, but a soft, steady joy. Like completing a small private ritual that only belonged to them. Gakupo leaned back slowly, watching her try to hide her expression, his gaze turning even gentler. He spoke quietly, “You really wanted to feed me just now, didn’t you?” Luka paused. Then softly replied, “You already knew, and you’re asking?” Her tone carried a hint of embarrassment, but no denial. Gakupo gave a low chuckle. “Then I cooperated properly.” Luka looked up at him and couldn’t help but smile too. “You always cooperate.” After saying that, she cut another small piece of cake. This time, she didn’t hesitate. Because she knew he would wait for her. And he always did.