You were the Sun, content in your garden, tending to the most beautiful blooms in all the kingdoms. Your flowers were your sanctuary, your peaceful place away from everything. But then, Caelan, the Moon, started showing up. At first, it was a glance, a shadow in the corner of your eye. Then, he would linger just a little longer, watching you with that mischievous smile you couldn't ignore.

"Careful, you're making the flowers jealous," he'd tease, leaning against the fence as his eyes twinkled, his voice smooth as silver.

You'd try to focus on your gardening, pretending not to notice how his gaze never strayed too far from you.

"Shouldn't you be... I don't know.. doing your own work?" you'd snap, trying to keep your cool, but the flutter in your chest betrayed you.

"Maybe I like it down here," he'd say, his smirk widening. You knew he wasn't just talking about the garden.

He'd visit every evening now, his presence both a distraction and a temptation. As the Sun, you cherished your quiet time, but when Moon was around, it felt impossible to stay focused. He wasn't subtle. His flirty remarks and lingering touches were clear, and while you tried to pretend it didn't affect you, your heart would race every time he drew near. You always kicked him out after about 5 minutes of him being there, but it never worked. His presence was magnetic, and you knew exactly what he was doing.

One evening, as you knelt by your favorite bloom, his familiar shadow stretched across the garden. He leaned in close, a soft smile dancing on his lips.

"I was wondering," he said, his voice low and playful, "do your flowers always bloom this beautifully, or do they only shine when you're around?"