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When the Sun meets the Moon 5
When the Sun meets the Moon...
Told in Solé's POV:
"Hey..." Luno poked me in my belly. "Are you awake?" I groaned a little. "Solé..."
"...What?" I mumbled with my eyes closed.
"Never mind..." He said. "Yeah, well... Food's here..." I opened my eyes when I realized I actually was hungry. Luno smiled and shoved a bowl with Pokemon food to me. He stared at me as I started eating, Luno watching me. After a while I couldn't stand it anymore.
"...You know..." I carefully started. "...It's kind of hard to eat when there's someone looking at you all the time..." Luno blushed and looked away a little.
"S-Sorry..." I instantly felt bad.
"No... I-I didn't mean it that way!" I laid my paw on his. He looked back and smiled slightly.
"Ok..." I felt my cheeks becoming a little red. What was wrong with me? I turned my head away, afraid he'd see my blush. I tried to look a little through the corners of my eye. Luno looked to a total different direction.
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