#chruna

[Christian looked up from the stack of papers he’d been browsing at Luna’s words. And his mouth feel open a little. Of course they’d talked about how much he loved crossdressing, but that had been forever ago and with everything else, it had sort of fallen to the wayside. He locked his eyes on his submissive, his gaze darkening a little as he moved his work to the night stand.] Come here. [Christian beckoned his boyfriend over with a crooked finger.]

[Luna hurriedly pulled on a sweater after his talk with Christian, wondering where it was they were going now. The last time it had been their own apartment and while he didn't necessarily expect a surprise like that in lieu of the conversation they'd just been having, but that didn't make the submissive any less curious about what was going on. He didn't want to pry though, considering his dominant had grown a bit more serious when he'd asked him if he could take him somewhere. He wasn't sure why his dominant thought he needed to ask at this point, considering Luna had given him every indication he could that he would follow the other male just about anywhere he was going. Once he was prepared for leaving, he made his way over to Christian and gave him a reassuring smile before taking his hand and allowing himself to be led out of the room.]

[Luna had hurriedly wiped away his tears with his sweater sleeves that went over the heels of his hands before following Christian's lead. He had absolutely no idea where they were going, but all he knew was that they were going to where his boyfriend, possible ex, had been going and staying till late hours before coming home and acting strange. He felt awkward on the way there, fidgeting the whole time as he automatically wanted to reach for Christian's hand but kept himself from doing so. Luna wanted nothing more than to disappear from the space he was occupying in that moment. He wanted to run like he always did when things began to feel like too much. Whenever he could hear his heart pounding in his ears, he knew it was time to go, but he couldn't. His feet refused to listen to anyone that wasn't Christian. He looked up upon their arrival, the sickness only rising in his stomach as he stared at the complex that they stood before.]

[After climbing out of his hiding spot, Luna made his way to the kitchen angrily. He wasn't that upset about Christian not wanting to play right now, but he was certainly a little disappointed about it since he'd squeezed himself into a small space in the house while his boyfriend had been speaking with his mother and waited patiently for him to notice he was gone. He'd been excited when Christian asked where he was, but his fun was dashed on when the other male said they would play later. With pouted lips, Luna finally entered the kitchen with his arms crossed over his chest. It wasn't until the smell of chocolate entered his nostrils that he saw the cookies sitting on the tray.]

[Luna walked through the door timidly, hoping that the cover-up he'd put on over the bruises that had appeared on his skin. He hated the look of them, but he hated the fact that he was hiding them from Christian even more. He smiled when he saw his boyfriend, placing his satchel in its place before awkwardly standing at the door. He wasn't sure what to do considering he knew that they always gave each other welcome home kisses, but... He was worried about his nose. He'd taken medication and used an icepack on it between classes, but that certainly didn't help the bruising that was underneath pounds of makeup or the radiating pain that came and went every so often.]

Luna sighed as he pulled the bread sticks out of the oven, setting them on the stove after shutting the oven door so the heat wouldn't fill the entire kitchen. He looked at the food, inspecting it for what seemed like the fifteenth time since he'd begun making dinner for Christian. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous like a teenager who was going on his first date, although him and Christian already knew each other quite well via the bed aspect and knew each other's pasts a little, but they had time to share things such as that while they were building their relationship. He pursed his lips together and looked up at the clock, noticing that it was about time for the Dom to be arriving, which caused him to quickly take his apron off and jog to put it away before heading to the bathroom to make sure he didn't have anything on his clothes. He wanted to look perfect tonight. He wanted this to be special, of course, because that's what it was. Special. As soon as he deemed his appearance presentable, he hurried back to the kitchen and set the table.

[Luna felt incredibly nervous as the bell rang and his final class filed out of the room while he shut down his laptop before placing it in its bag. This was the first time in a long time that he wasn't nervous about something that was happening inside of him. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip and let out a breath he had apparently been holding as he left his classroom himself, shutting the door behind him and making his way towards his suite first to place his things in there and change his clothes before heading to Christian's room.]

[As soon as he was in front of his room, the sub knocked on the door and began to nervously nibble on his lip as he crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn't sure why he was making this so awkward now, considering he'd already spent time with Christian before and he'd been flirting with him just fine last night, so why was he acting like a little virgin about to have his first time with a stranger? Luna didn't know. It was far too complex to understand apparently, but he knew that once the door opened, he'd be far more at ease and he would be able to breathe normally once again.]