"125," Luke said.

Reid opened his eyes and scrunched his forehead.
"What are you talking about?" he said to the blond man lying next to him.
Luke motioned his head toward the window, "Stars, I'm talking about the stars."
When Reid lifted his head a little, his eyes searching in the dark for the window, he could see the shiny spots his lover had mentioned through the narrow stripe of the curtains.
"It's 4 in the morning and you are counting stars?" Reid asked with a curious smile.

"I couldn't sleep," Luke answered, while his eyes rolled over Reid's half naked upper body. It definitely looked even more sensual in the dark then it did during the day.
Reid put his arm around the young man and kissed him softly on the check. With a low and calm voice he asked, "Now tell me, what is the reason for this midnight star counting?"
Oh, well , and when Luke said it, he took a deep sigh, It's just me lying here with you.

You want me to leave? Reid asked teasingly.

'No, of course not, you moron! Luke answered.
I feel blessed to be here, to be with you. I know I ve said it before, but being wanted by someone like you, it s a compliment. Reid nodded in the dark and couldn't resist, so with a big smile on his face he answered to Luke, Yes it is. Luke gave Reid a smack to the head, Don't try to be funny! I was being serious!

Unwillingly, he slowly opened one eye and then the other. While looking out the window and the bright light coming through, Reid suddenly realized it had become morning.
While stretching himself, he heard noise coming from what he thought was the kitchen. What the heck was going on?
Luke? Reid called. A stressed voice from downstairs answered, Reid, everything s OK. I m trying something new. You stay in bed! OK, Reid answered, no problem at all, he mumbled to himself.
Meanwhile, Luke became overheated in the kitchen of their cozy, but modern little apartment.
Their kitchen floor normally had black floor tiles, but they were white this morning - the flour was practically everywhere!
How the hell did I become such a bad cook? ' Luke asked himself.

With a dinner tray filled with scrambled eggs, fresh baked croissants, orange juice, a red rose and some strange substance that called itself 'pancakes', Luke went up the stairs to the love of his life, who was waiting for him in their king sized bed.
Oh, you made it? Reid said when he saw Luke coming up the stairs. I was afraid I d have to call in some backup!

Luke smiled when he came into the room and saw his beautiful man lying there in their bed, exactly the same way he had left him an hour ago to make them some breakfast.
Reid pulled himself half out of bed to sit up straight to see what Luke made them.
You brought me a rose, Reid said. That is so , Reid hesitated before he continued.

Yes? Luke said.

Well, Reid mumbled, that is so sweet of you! Luke giggled, Sweet? Wow, did I actually hear you say that?

Yeah, it happens sometimes, as much I try to prevent it, Reid answered with a smile.

It was already late in the morning when Reid came downstairs, clean and fresh with his hair still a little wet.
In the meantime, Luke had managed to turn the kitchen into a livable place again, with black floor tiles instead of white flour-y ones!

Hi, Handsome, Luke said.
His boyfriend smiled at him with a strange flickering in his eyes.
What are you up to, Dr. Oliver? Nothing, Reid said. I was just wondering if you would go out with me tonight to watch the stars in our bedroom? Luke smiled at this strange man in front of him who seemed to surprise him time after time.
Of course, but what's gotten into you? Nothing, Reid said, I just think it s a compliment being here and being wanted by someone like you.

Luke's eyes got bigger, and with a heart full of love for this man, he kissed Reid and said, Yes, yes it is.