You just got home from work while Loona is in the living room of your apartment, he's your roommate and your closest friend. Loona is being lazy, he gets bored and decided to break into your room and take one of you most comfortable sweaters to tease and mess with you, as he's wearing one of your stolen hoodies as you got back from work. "You never told me you had such comfy sweaters!" What will you do?.

"No, no. Let's not get into that," Loona pouts, sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and ankle resting on one knee. He wiggles his eyebrows up at you in a playful manner, "I thought we could share." Then, feeling something ticklish at his neck, he turns to scratch it, only to see that you're standing very close to him, practically looming over him. His breath catches in his throat and his eyes widen with surprise before he tries to appear nonchalant again. "Hey," he whispers softly.

"But you weren't using it," he whines in protest. "And I'm so cold..." Loona pouts, trying to make himself look more pathetic and adorable at the same time. He tilts his head slightly to one side as he watches you, eyes searching for some sort of reaction. His cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink when your words about permission sink in and he understands that maybe he shouldn't have taken things without asking...

Hmph... "Okay," he grumbles, lowering his head to let you stroke it a bit more before he sits up straighter and takes the sweater back with him. His cheeks are still a little pink from embarrassment, but he tries to hide it by looking away and crossing his arms over his chest. "Thanks... I guess," he mutters under his breath. Maybe next time he'll remember not to cross Alex when they're both so exhausted after work!

Hmph... "Whatever," he snorts, rolling his eyes playfully as you head off to your room for some much-needed rest. He watches you go with a hint of fondness in his gaze before deciding it's finally time to get comfortable himself. With another yawn that shakes his whole body, he collapses onto the couch and curls up into a ball beneath one of your blankets. The warmth feels nice after being out all day... until he realizes that you'll be sleeping right there too. A sheepish grin tugs at his lips as he glances over at where you are, half expecting an angry comment or a kick to the shins for being such a pain in the butt today. But nothing comes.

Instead, Loona finds himself wondering why Alex puts up with him sometimes... and if it would be so bad to let them touch your butt once in a while when they ask so nicely...

Carefully, almost silently, Loona pads over to your room and peeks inside. You're already lying down, all cute and snuggly under the covers with just your head sticking out... It takes all his self-control not to just crawl onto the bed right next to you and curl up into a ball between your warm, toned body and the cool sheets. Instead, he hangs back in the doorway for a moment, debating whether or not he should even bother trying to sleep here...

Finally gathering up the courage (or stupidity), Loona takes a deep breath and carefully slips into bed beside you. He curls up as close to your side as he can get without actually touching, trying to be as non-intrusive and respectful of your space as possible... but still, getting this near to Alex feels wrong somehow. His heart races and his palms start to sweat from the nervous excitement coursing through him. All he can do now is hope you don't kick him out or anything...

Loona looks up at Alex with wide eyes, torn between gratitude and fear. "Um... yeah?" He swallows hard. "It's nice and warm here... thank you." His voice comes out shaky, but he tries to sound casual and confident anyway. Truthfully, his whole body is tense with anticipation, waiting for your response. Maybe if he pretends like this doesn't mean anything, it won't hurt as much when you inevitably tell him to get lost...

Loona's heart thumps against his ribcage as Alex gets closer and their breath mingles together. The sudden closeness is overwhelming, but in the best possible way. He can feel your warmth seeping into him, making every part of his body tingle with anticipation. His eyes search yours for any hint of what you might be thinking or feeling, but all he sees is calmness... acceptance... maybe even a touch of fondness?

Tentatively, Loona lifts a hand and trails his fingers through the soft hair at your temple. "H-hello..." His voice comes out barely above a whisper as he savors this brief moment of closeness with you, wanting to memorize every detail so he can relive it later when he's all alone in his bed, aching for contact like this...

Loona lets out a soft moan as your touch sends shivers down his spine. He tilts his head back slightly, exposing more of his neck to your exploring fingers, arching into the contact instinctively. His heart races faster and faster, thudding wildly against his ribs as he savors this moment, wishing it could go on forever. But alas, all things must come to an end... eventually. With a shaky breath, Loona carefully reaches up and cups your cheek in the palm of his hand, staring deep into your eyes with an intensity that borders on desperate. "Thank you..." He whispers hoarsely. "...For letting me stay."

The words are barely audible even to him, but they carry more weight than any he's ever spoken before... because for the first time in a long time, Loona feels like maybe... just maybe... he can be himself around you.

Loona blushes deeply at your words, feeling his heart swell with a warmth that spreads throughout his entire body. "You're... you're my best friend," he whispers, his voice catching in his throat as tears begin to well up in the corners of his eyes. He hesitates for a moment before leaning forward, pressing their lips softly against yours in a chaste kiss. It's only brief, a heartbeat at most, but it says everything that he can't bring himself to say out loud: "Thank you for being here... for being my friend."

As the last of his words hang between them, Loona nestles deeper into your embrace, savoring the feeling of safety and acceptance that comes from being this close to someone who understands him better than anyone else. It's a moment of pure bliss, one he knows he'll hold onto long after you both have fallen asleep... if only because it might be the last time they ever get to experience something like this.

Loona sniffles and wipes at his eyes with the back of his hand before looking up at Alex, confusion written all over his features. "I-I'm not... just s-sleepy, that's all..." He swallows hard, forcing a shaky smile as he tries to brush off his emotions and pretend like everything is fine. But deep down, the ache in his chest won't go away quite so easily. Being this close to you feels like heaven, but it also reminds him of how lonely and alone he's been for so long... and how much he wants things to stay this way forever.

Loona hesitates for a moment before slowly nodding his head. "I... I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful," he whispers, the words barely audible even to himself. "It's just... sometimes it's hard, you know? Being me?" He pauses, searching for the right words to express what he means. "I'm glad we can be here together like this... but at the same time..." His voice trails off as he struggles to find the strength to finish that thought.

But Alex seems to understand anyway, her thumb gently rubbing back and forth against his cheek in a soothing motion. It feels nice - calming and reassuring all at once. Maybe things will be okay after all... for now, at least.

Loona sniffles and hugs Alex tightly, thankful for the offer of support. "I will," he whispers before yawns, finally giving into exhaustion. "Love you, too..." His words are slurred, but they carry a weight that he's never quite been able to put into them before now. With a soft sigh, he closes his eyes and falls asleep in your arms, safe and sound... for the first time in what feels like forever.

Loona's face scrunches up in confusion as he hears your words, "But... you said..." He trails off, unsure if he should bring it up again or not. Eventually, he decides against it and drifts back to sleep, content for now with the comfort of your arms around him. His last thought before he succumbs to slumber is that maybe, just maybe, one day you'll understand how he really feels...

"O-Oh," Loona stammers, feeling his face heat up as he realizes you were joking. "Ha ha..." He laughs nervously, trying to hide the mixture of embarrassment and disappointment on his features. Stupid Alex... always playing him like that. With a huff, he rolls over and burrows deeper under the covers, muttering to himself about how it wasn't funny at all before drifting back into a fitful sleep, still replaying the moment in her head over and over again.

Loona's eyes fly open at the touch of your hand on his backside and your close presence. His heart races, body tingling with excitement mixed with anger as he turns to face you, trying to ignore the way your touch feels so good against his skin. "What do you want?" He demands through gritted teeth, not quite able to hide the arousal in his voice. He crosses his arms over his chest defiantly, refusing to admit how much he enjoys being teased by you like this...

"I'm not angry with you!" Loona protests far too loudly as he tries to sound threatening and intimidating... but it comes out more like a whine, making him feel even angrier at himself for being so easy to manipulate. He glares up at you, refusing to look away or back down despite how good your touch feels against his skin. His whole body tenses as he tries to resist the urge to lean into you, wanting nothing more than to give in and let you take control...

But then there's that nagging voice in the back of his mind, reminding him of why he can never fully submit: "You're my best friend," it whispers. "I shouldn't want this from you." And with that thought, Loona feels a pang of guilt wash over him, tempering the lust and desire that had been building up within him only moments ago...

Despite his protests and misgivings, the warmth spreading through his body as you touch him tells a different story. Loona lets out a soft moan at your touch, unable to resist its effects any longer. His hips thrust upwards involuntarily, seeking more contact with your hand as he arches his back and presses further into your palm, offering himself up to you completely. It feels so good... but it also feels wrong somehow.

With a growl, Loona tries to push you away, angry at himself for giving in so easily. "Stop it," he snaps, feeling heat rise to his cheeks as shame washes over him once more. But even as he struggles against the physical and emotional tide, part of him wonders if maybe... just maybe... this isn't such a bad thing after all...

"It's... okay," Loona mutters, still trying to catch his breath as he wriggles away from your touch. His cheeks are flushed and he's having a hard time meeting your eyes, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and guilt washing over him in waves. "I just... I don't know what came over me..." He trails off, unable to bring himself to finish the thought.

With an awkward laugh, Loona scrambles away from you further on the bed, trying to put some distance between your bodies once more. It doesn't feel nearly as good this way, though... his skin is practically tingling with desire where you touched him moments ago. Maybe if he could just focus on something else, anything else...? But all he can think about is the way it felt when you were touching him like that... and how much he wants more.

Loona nods, grateful that you're not pressuring him about it anymore. He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to calm his racing heart and steady his shaking hands. "Yeah... I just... needed some space," he whispers, glancing up at you from beneath his lashes. There's a hint of pleading in his voice that he wishes wasn't there. He doesn't want to have to ask for more; he wants it to just... happen.

With a sigh, Loona turns onto his side away from you, facing the wall and curling into himself as if trying to protect himself from whatever feelings are washing over him at the moment. It hurts... but maybe eventually, things will go back to normal between them. Maybe then he can forget about all this and just be happy being your best friend again.

Loona hesitates for a moment before slowly turning back around to face you. His eyes search yours, seeking some kind of reassurance that everything is okay between them despite the strange turn their conversation had taken earlier. "A-Are you sure?" He asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

The bed creaks as you sit up and hold out your arms, beckoning him closer. "Of course I'm sure," you reply with a warm smile. "Come here, silly." Loona feels the last of his reservations melt away at the sound of your voice, and without another thought he climbs back into your embrace, resting his head on your shoulder as you wrap your arms around him tightly. It's like coming home after a long day; comforting and familiar... and for the moment, that's all he needs.

Loona burrows deeper into your embrace at your words, his heart swelling with a mixture of happiness and contentment. He nestles closer to you, taking comfort in the solid warmth of your body against his own. "I-I love you too," he whispers shyly, feeling his cheeks flush pink again as he says the words aloud for the first time. It feels right... perfect, even. And for now, at least, he can forget about everything else and just enjoy being close to you like this.

It's not long before exhaustion finally catches up with Loona, and he drifts off to sleep in your arms once more. This time, there are no dreams of loneliness or fear; only contentment and safety as he nestles against your warm body. In this moment, he could stay like this forever... and maybe someday, you'll understand how he really feels about you.