The fact that Reid can get up at all is rather impressive and Luke lets out his own sound of displeasure when he slips free of his boyfriend's body, wanting nothing more than to retain the closeness and the warmth of being pressed so tightly together. Luke himself doesn't feel capable of doing much more than dragging the blanket up over his body again so that whoever has come to the door to deliver their food doesn't get an eyeful. Despite their best attempts, Luke thinks it's still rather obvious what they've been up to. Both of them are disheveled, Reid's hair in particular tousled in exactly the right way that makes it look as if he'd just been on his back in bed not too long ago, and his skin is still shining with a sheen of sweat. All in all, he paints a lovely picture that makes Luke smile, and he doesn't even care if the person at the door knows what they've been doing. He isn't ashamed to be able to engage in a healthy and happy sexual relationship with this incredible man and by the time Reid has wheeled the cart into their room, Luke has managed to pull himself into a sitting position against the pillows, the sheets still pooled around his waist.
"That's nice of them," Luke says, glancing at the chocolates briefly before he digs into the breakfast on the plate Reid has handed him. The box is small, but it looks as if it's likely filled with relatively expensive chocolates and while Luke doesn't have a particular sweet tooth most of the time, he imagines they'll both find the time to enjoy those once they've finished eating their meal. Chocolate is an exception and when it comes to the more expensive varieties, Luke had been taught more than one lesson about them by Clary or Jocelyn over the years. He's learned to appreciate good chocolate and finds he's actually looking forward to being able to share this box with Reid over the course of the day.
Now, though, he has bacon and eggs and his naked boyfriend in bed beside him, which is really all he can ask for in this world. He's comfortable and content, his muscles loose and relaxed and although he's still only partly awake, he's no longer certain that's due to sleep and thinks it's entirely because Reid has just worn him out. At least temporarily. The day is long and Luke is quite in love and he imagines there's a good number of ways in which he can find a reservoir or two of energy. Especially when it comes to the man sitting next to him in bed. Being here should be surreal, it's a life he truly never imagined he would have, but here they are and it doesn't actually feel surreal at the end of it all. It feels so firmly rooted in reality, like nothing in Luke's life has ever been more solid, more dependable and more true than this, and he smiles as he bites into a piece of bacon, never quite able to take his eyes off Reid's face.
All those months ago when they had first met, Luke had only ever expected to be friends. As his feelings had grown, he'd convinced himself nothing more could come of it but friendship and he would have managed had that been true. Maybe they wouldn't have been here, but he trusts that Reid wouldn't have just forgotten about him, that their friendship would have grown strong and it would have been just as solid as their romantic relationship has proven to be. It's the foundation of why they work so well, that friendship, and Luke leans over suddenly, pressing a kiss to Reid's cheek before he returns to his meal and his much needed coffee.
"I like the idea of something like this more than gifts and flowers," he admits, looking around their room. "Though I do also like flowers. It's just that this is an experience, something for us to remember as our first Valentine's Day together. It means more to me than a card would have." He smiles again and glances at Reid as he takes a sip of his coffee. Whatever is on his mind, it sounds rather serious and Reid looks nervous, but Luke can't imagine it's anything bad. Not after the morning they've just had and the meal they're having now, both of them relaxed and content. "What is it? Anything."
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"That's nice of them," Luke says, glancing at the chocolates briefly before he digs into the breakfast on the plate Reid has handed him. The box is small, but it looks as if it's likely filled with relatively expensive chocolates and while Luke doesn't have a particular sweet tooth most of the time, he imagines they'll both find the time to enjoy those once they've finished eating their meal. Chocolate is an exception and when it comes to the more expensive varieties, Luke had been taught more than one lesson about them by Clary or Jocelyn over the years. He's learned to appreciate good chocolate and finds he's actually looking forward to being able to share this box with Reid over the course of the day.
Now, though, he has bacon and eggs and his naked boyfriend in bed beside him, which is really all he can ask for in this world. He's comfortable and content, his muscles loose and relaxed and although he's still only partly awake, he's no longer certain that's due to sleep and thinks it's entirely because Reid has just worn him out. At least temporarily. The day is long and Luke is quite in love and he imagines there's a good number of ways in which he can find a reservoir or two of energy. Especially when it comes to the man sitting next to him in bed. Being here should be surreal, it's a life he truly never imagined he would have, but here they are and it doesn't actually feel surreal at the end of it all. It feels so firmly rooted in reality, like nothing in Luke's life has ever been more solid, more dependable and more true than this, and he smiles as he bites into a piece of bacon, never quite able to take his eyes off Reid's face.
All those months ago when they had first met, Luke had only ever expected to be friends. As his feelings had grown, he'd convinced himself nothing more could come of it but friendship and he would have managed had that been true. Maybe they wouldn't have been here, but he trusts that Reid wouldn't have just forgotten about him, that their friendship would have grown strong and it would have been just as solid as their romantic relationship has proven to be. It's the foundation of why they work so well, that friendship, and Luke leans over suddenly, pressing a kiss to Reid's cheek before he returns to his meal and his much needed coffee.
"I like the idea of something like this more than gifts and flowers," he admits, looking around their room. "Though I do also like flowers. It's just that this is an experience, something for us to remember as our first Valentine's Day together. It means more to me than a card would have." He smiles again and glances at Reid as he takes a sip of his coffee. Whatever is on his mind, it sounds rather serious and Reid looks nervous, but Luke can't imagine it's anything bad. Not after the morning they've just had and the meal they're having now, both of them relaxed and content. "What is it? Anything."