Day 2: Cuddling somewhere.
"Trowa!" Luna knew better than to launch herself at Trowa without warning, though the wide-eyed glance turned her way the second before she latched her arms around his shoulders told her that she'd timed it perfectly – giving Trowa time to realize she wasn't a threat, but not enough time to process what was happening before she was hugging him.
Trowa still tensed at her touch (something she was determined to change) before relaxing beneath her arms and leaning back against her.
"Yes, Luna?" He asked with a hint of suppressed laughter.
"You looked like you needed a hug." Luna smiled widely. "I'm sure your papers can wait."
"Actually, it can't," Trowa refuted, though he didn't make a move to pull away.
Luna stuck out her tongue and wrinkled her nose against Trowa's back. "Paper can always wait, unless it's on fire. But yours is just sitting there, so I think you've got some time to cuddle."
Trowa laughed. "You don't say."
"I don't say what?" Luna asked. She never got an answer, as Trowa escaped her grasp and jumped upwards, flipping backwards to land behind her. Huffing in annoyance, she tried to turn, intending to explain that it wasn't fair for him to use his super-Muggle powers to escape her cuddling clutches, only to find herself being hugged from behind.
"Hey!" Despite her protest, Luna snuggled into his chest, frowning just for a moment as she realized how much taller than her Trowa was. "That's cheating, you know."
"Is it?"
"Yes." Luna nodded firmly, grabbing Trowa's arms where they crossed in front of her. "Your penalty is to cuddle me until I say you can stop."
Trowa's smile shone through in his words, as he nodded against her hair. "I can do that."
"Good."