JEALOUS

XAVIER'S POV

As I walked away from Luna, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had made a decent breakfast, and her apology for being late had been sincere.

But despite my outward calm, I couldn't shake the feeling that Luna was getting under my skin. There was something about her quiet determination and her sparkling eyes that made me want to know more about her.

I pushed the thought aside, telling myself I was being ridiculous. I didn't have time for distractions, and I certainly didn't have time for romantic entanglements.

But as I went about my day, I found myself glancing at my watch, wondering when Luna would be finished with her cleaning duties. And when I finally saw her again, her hair tied back in a neat ponytail and a smudge of dust on her cheek, I felt a pang of...something.

I wasn't sure what it was, but I knew I needed to keep my distance. Luna was an employee, and I was her boss. Anything more would be a complication I didn't need.

I watched as Luna efficiently finished her cleaning duties, her movements precise and confident. She was a hard worker, and I found myself appreciating her dedication.

As she finished up, I nodded curtly, trying to maintain my usual aloof demeanor. "Good job, Luna. You're doing well so far."

Luna smiled, her eyes sparkling with pride. "Thank you, Xavier. I'm trying my best."

I felt a pang of...something again, and quickly looked away, clearing my throat. "Yes, well, keep up the good work. I expect to see the same level of quality in your cooking duties this afternoon."

Luna nodded, her smile faltering slightly. "Yes, Xavier. I'll get started on lunch preparations right away."

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief that our interaction was over. But as I turned to leave, I caught a glimpse of Luna's face, and saw a flicker of disappointment in her eyes.

It was a small thing, but it stuck with me, lingering in my mind like a persistent itch. Why had I felt the need to be so curt with her? And why did I care that I had disappointed her?

As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by the delicious smells of lunch. Luna was standing at the counter, expertly plating a dish of roasted vegetables and grilled chicken. She looked up and met my gaze, her expression neutral.

"Lunch is ready," she said, her voice flat.

I nodded, taking a seat at the table. "Good," I said, my tone equally detached.

Luna handed me a plate, her eyes avoiding mine. I took a bite, the flavors satisfactory.

"It's fine," I said, my expression unyielding.

Luna nodded, her face expressionless. "Good.".

As Gabriel and Alexander walked into the kitchen, Luna's face lit up with a bright smile. "Come, come, come! You both need to eat," she said, handing them each a plate.

Gabriel and Alexander dug in, their eyes widening in appreciation. "Wow, Luna, this is amazing!" Gabriel said, his mouth full.

Alexander nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you're an incredible cook!"

Luna beamed with pride, her smile radiant. "Thank you, guys! I'm glad you like it."

I watched the exchange, feeling a pang of...something. It wasn't quite jealousy, but it was close. Why did Luna smile so brightly at Gabriel and Alexander, but not at me? Why did she seem to light up around them, but remain subdued around me?

I pushed the thoughts aside, telling myself I was being ridiculous. I didn't need Luna's smile or her approval. But as I looked at her, laughing and chatting with Gabriel and Alexander, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of...something.

Luna's hands brushed against Gabriel's as she helped him remove a piece of food stuck between his teeth. Gabriel smiled up at her, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thanks, Luna," he said, his voice warm.

I felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of discomfort. Why was Luna touching Gabriel so casually? And why was Gabriel smiling at her like that?

I pushed my chair back, standing up abruptly. "I'm done," I said curtly, my eyes avoiding Luna's.

Luna looked up, her expression surprised. "Okay, Xavier," she said, her voice neutral.

I turned and walked away, feeling a strange, simmering tension in my chest. What was wrong with me?

As I walked out of the kitchen, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Why did I feel so...irritated? It wasn't like me to be so possessive or territorial. But there was something about the way Luna had touched Gabriel, something about the way Gabriel had smiled at her...

I pushed the thoughts aside, telling myself I was being ridiculous. I had more important things to worry about than Luna's interactions with my friends.

But as I walked to my room, I couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of discomfort. I felt like I was losing control, like I was watching myself react in ways I couldn't explain.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I needed to focus on my studies, on my goals. I couldn't let myself get distracted by...by whatever this was.

But as I sat down at my desk, I couldn't help but wonder: what was it about L

una that was getting under my skin?

I tried to focus on my studies, but my mind kept wandering back to Luna. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow getting under my skin.

I stood up and walked over to the window, staring out at the gardens below. Why was I reacting this way? I was Xavier, the calm and collected one. I didn't get rattled by anyone, least of all a quiet, reserved girl like Luna.

But as I stood there, I realized that Luna wasn't just any girl. She was the one person who seemed to see right through me, who seemed to understand me in a way that no one else did.

And that scared me.

I turned away from the window and walked back to my desk, determined to push Luna out of my mind and focus on my studies. But as I sat down, I couldn't help but wonder: what would happen if I let my guard down and let Luna in?

As we all filed into the music room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I had always been a bit of a control freak, and the thought of making music with others made me nervous. But Gabriel and Alexander were already seated at their instruments, and Luna was standing by the piano, waiting for me to join her.

I took a deep breath and sat down beside her, trying to focus on the music. But as we began to play, I couldn't help but steal glances at Luna. She was completely absorbed in the music, her eyes closed and her fingers moving deftly over the keys.

I felt a pang of...something. Admiration, maybe? Or was it something more? I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the music.

As we played on, the tension in the room began to dissipate. Gabriel and Alexander were laughing and joking, and even I couldn't help but crack a smile. Luna, however, remained focused, her music pouring out of her like a river.

I found myself getting lost in the sound, my own music blending with hers in a way that felt...right. It was as if we were two pieces of a puzzle, fitting together in a way that created something beautiful.

As we finished the final notes, the room fell silent. I turned to Luna, expecting to see a smile on her face. But instead, she was looking at me with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.

"What?" I asked, feeling a sense of trepidation.

Luna's eyes never left mine. "You're a great musician, Xavier," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I felt a surge of...something. Pride, maybe? Or was it something more? I looked away, trying to break the spell. But I could feel Luna's eyes on me, burning into my skin.