a very mess-y valentine's day

[youfeelluckypunk]

When Reid wakes up on Valentine's Day morning, it's without a single regret. Nestled against the warmth of his boyfriend's body, he stifles a yawn as he blinks against the rays of the sunrise that peek through the curtains before smiling to himself and settling his cheek back down against Luke's chest.

They'd arrived at Kagura after Luke had closed the bookstore for the weekend and aside from going out to dinner at the lodge's main restaurant, they haven't spent much time outside of their room. Reid has no complaints, of course, considering a great deal of the past twenty-four hours have consisted of lazing in bed, alternating between making love, napping, and ordering room service. They can't be blamed, it's a busy weekend at Kagura because it's the only so-called destination setting in the city so there seem to be a lot of other couples who'd had the same idea they had to go on a romantic weekend getaway. Luke had suggested it months ago but they've both been so busy with work that it hadn't made sense to book a room until now.

He's glad for it, though. As much as he could go on about the true history of Valentine's Day, he's never had anyone to celebrate the Hallmark holiday with before. That they can spend this time together without worrying about anyone or anything else is a gift, one he's going to make sure they continue to cherish until they check-out tomorrow afternoon. Besides, there's something he's been meaning to bring up for what feels like ages now, even though it hasn't been that long since he'd mentioned it to Graham. He'd spoken to T.J. about it on New Year's Eve, too, his desire to propose to Luke one day; but Reid knows he and Luke are both pragmatic men. It's in both of their best interests to talk about it, to discuss what they really want for their future, just as they'd talked about who would take Leo if Mindy were to ever disappear from the city.

There are nerves, most certainly, at the prospect of bringing it up. He isn't sure whether it's too early to be talking about this, Reid has no idea what the protocol is on that. All he really knows is that he's deeply in love with the man lying next to him, that he's never loved anyone else as much as this, and he wants to spend the rest of his life with Luke. From the very start of their relationship, they'd made sure to be clear with each other about the fact that neither of them were looking to start something casual. Now that they're nearly six months into their romantic relationship, Reid thinks maybe it would be okay to at least discuss the subject of marriage.

It can at least wait until they've ordered in breakfast, though, and his smile grows wider as Luke stirs beside him. Tracing over the curve of Luke's bare hip, Reid lets out a content hum before tilting his head up to look at his boyfriend. "Morning," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the edge of Luke's jaw. "Happy Valentine's Day."

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[notaretriever]

As with many other firsts Luke has experienced with Reid, this is his first real Valentine's Day celebration, where he's had someone to spend the day with, someone who loves him, someone he can very well see himself spending the rest of his life with. Being in this situation had almost struck him as strange at first, getting to have this moment for the first time at thirty-eight instead of eighteen, like he's sure so many other people experience, but it's strange in an absolutely wonderful way. Ever since they'd met, Reid has brought him first after first and although some of them have come as such incredible surprises, Luke has enjoyed every last one of them. Being able to go away together, being able to spend the weekend up at the lodge, being able to celebrate this holiday together, even though they'd agreed this room would be their gift to one another instead of worrying about flowers and chocolates and cards, it's all rather special to Luke. He thinks it's special for Reid, too, or they wouldn't be here in the first place, and as he creeps away from sleep, as he realizes he can feel Reid's fingers on his skin and his lips on his jaw, he grins blindly before opening his eyes and finding his boyfriend curled up against him.

"Good morning," he echoes, his voice still gravelly from sleep. "Happy Valentine's Day." It's surreal to be saying that to someone in this specific scenario, but it pulls a shiver out of Luke all the same. He'd never known new experiences this last in life could still prove to be so incredible, but they do. Maybe they even mean more to him now than they might have when he was a young man, but whatever the case, he knows he's lucky that Reid is here with him, that he's the person who's chosen to be with Luke, that together they can have this weekend. That's what matters most at the end of it all. That he's here with the right person, that he thinks they both are.

With a yawn, Luke stretches under the blankets, his spine popping before he curves himself toward Reid and drapes his arm over his waist. They more or less haven't left this bed since their arrival yesterday and while he would very much like to go downstairs and have a nice dinner tonight, besides that, he has every intention of staying right here. Luke's never been a particularly sedentary man and with the energy of the werewolf, he's found himself always relatively busy, moving from place to place, working on the store or the apartment or anything in between, but the prospect of having a weekend where he and Reid have nothing to do but spend time together is far too appealing and he can't find the slightest reason to busy himself with anything else but experiencing their time together. In terms of getting out of bed, he thinks the jacuzzi bathtub might prove itself to be a good reason to climb out from under the covers, but that need isn't particularly pressing either and they have a long day stretched out ahead of them with plenty of hours for them to fill.

"I'm hungry," he mumbles against Reid's chest, then pulls back a little so that he might get a better look at his boyfriend. "Which I'm sure comes as no surprise. It's been about six hours since I've last eaten." He's hungry more often than not, but given their exertions and the fact that he's just slept better than he has in a very long time, Luke isn't at all surprised to find his stomach rumbling at the prospect of breakfast. They'll have to order two for him, at the very least, which he's sure will raise some eyebrows, but he thinks the staff will generally leave them alone.