As promised the Alt Ending.

(Luna's POV)

Luna's heart pounded like a drum, the moon above casting its silvery glow on the palace garden, where she nervously waited for MC. The night was clear, yet her mind was fogged with fear and uncertainty. She knew she had made a promise not to let her heart dictate her actions, but when it came to MC, her emotions were a force she couldn't control.

Her hands clenched tightly and then released, betraying her anxiety. The stars above seemed to twinkle in mockery as if they knew the turmoil within her. Luna had called MC to meet her here, hoping to find the courage to ask if they felt the same way, seeking closure, whatever the answer might be.

As she stood there, the gentle rustling of leaves seemed to echo the restlessness in her heart. Every little sound made her jump, anticipating MC's arrival. "Why am I so terrified?" she wondered, trying to calm herself with the reminder that she was only going to ask a question. But deep down, she knew the answer to her inquiry could change everything.

Then, as if a phantom had emerged from the shadows, she heard MC's voice call her name from behind. Startled, Luna turned around, her wide eyes meeting the playful and carefree gaze of MC. "Ohhhhh! A romantic secret meeting, how come I don't know this secret side of yours, moonpie?" they teased.

The sound of her childhood nickname on MC's lips sent shivers down Luna's spine. Memories of her mother using the endearing term flooded her mind, adding to the surreal nature of the moment. It was a symbol of her past, her innocence, and the person she once was.

Swallowing her nervousness, Luna managed a smile, though her voice trembled slightly as she replied, "I… I just thought it'd be nice to spend some time together, that's all." The moonlight danced on the edge of her gaze, revealing a hint of vulnerability masked by determination.

You feel a surge of annoyance as you hear MC chuckle lightly at your words. They always have that carefree and playful attitude, even when you are trying to be serious. “Moonpie!” they say, using your nickname with fondness. You hate that nickname, but somehow it sounds sweet when they say it. “I know you for a very long time and for a fact I know that you don’t do and I quote!” They raise their fingers in air quotes. “Spend some time together!” they mimic your statement from earlier, emphasizing each word.

You stomp your foot on the grassy ground, feeling the soft blades bend under your shoe. “Do you?” you challenge them, your annoyance turning to anger by their assumption about you. “Do you really know me as you-” You stop yourself, realizing you are about to reveal too much. You quickly change the subject to the main topic.

MC walks closer to you, their steps light and graceful. You see them exhale some air, as if they are trying to calm themselves down. They must have noticed how their words have affected you. “I apologize, clearly there is something bothering you and here I am teasing you.” They lower their head in shame, their eyes hidden by their hair. "But! You should at least have told me that you were planning this for a long time and you should have included me, I know many great romantic love songs.” They slur the last part and wiggle their eyebrows, trying to make you laugh.

You don’t laugh. You don’t even smile. You just stare at them with a cold and hard expression, hoping they will get the message. You remember how MC has tried to flirt with you countless times and how many times you have shut them down. You remember how they always give you a rose when they meet you and how you just crush that rose under your heel, not caring about the thorns or the petals. But that doesn’t stop MC from pursuing you, from trying to win your heart with their charm and humor.

Until one day, something changes.

One day, like every day, they give you a rose. But this time, instead of crushing it, you take it in your hand and feel its softness and fragrance. This time, you feel something strange in your chest, something warm and tender. This time, you start to laugh at MC’s corny jokes, finding them funny and cute. This time, you enjoy their company and feel sad when they leave.

That day, everything changes.

MC: “Moonpie, are you alright?” They ask you with concern, breaking your silence. They tilt their head slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of your eyes.

You snap out of your trance and brace yourself for what you are about to say. You need to know the truth, even if it hurts. You need to know if they really have feelings for you or if this is just a game to them.

Luna: “MC, I need to know if you truly have feelings for me or this is just a joke to you.” You ask them bluntly, cutting straight to the point. Deep down, your heart is rattling very loudly, like a caged bird that wants to fly away.

MC: “What? Moonpie, what are you talking about?” They look confused and surprised by your question. They take a step back, as if they are afraid of what might happen next.

Luna: “Don’t play dumb with me, MC. You know what I’m talking about. All those roses, all those jokes, all those compliments. What do they mean? What do I mean to you?” You press on, feeling a mix of emotions in your voice. Anger, fear, hope, love.

MC: “Moonpie…” They say softly, looking at you with a serious expression. They reach out their hand towards you, as if they want to touch your face or hold your hand. “You mean everything to me.”

You feel a jolt in your heart as you hear those words. Everything? Do they really mean it? Or is it just another lie? You look into their eyes, searching for the truth.

MC: “You are the sun that brightens my day.” They say with sincerity, moving their hand closer to yours. “You are the moon that guides my night.” They say with passion, closing the distance between you two. “You are the star that makes my dreams come true.” They say with love, leaning in for a hug.

The moon above seemed to glow brighter as MC drew nearer, their arms reaching out to embrace Luna. Her assassin instinct flared, warning her to step back, but this time, she resisted the urge to retreat. Love, after all, required faith and trust.

As MC's arms wrapped around her, Luna felt her body tense. Her hands hesitated, unsure whether to reciprocate the hug or maintain her usual guarded stance. Her mind battled with her emotions, torn between her training and the newfound vulnerability within her.

Taking a deep breath, Luna made a daring decision. She closed her eyes and allowed her heart to guide her actions. Slowly, she embraced MC back, her grip growing tighter as she surrendered to the moment. Fear gnawed at her, afraid that this tender embrace was merely an illusion, a fleeting dream that would vanish with the night.

The warmth of MC's body against hers enveloped her in bliss and joy, emotions she had long kept locked away. It was an unfamiliar sensation, and yet, she found solace in their arms. She realized that love was not a weakness, but a strength that could bind two souls together.

Her mind raced with thoughts, wondering if this was what it felt like to have someone love you with all their heart. The symbolism of their embrace was not lost on her—the moonlit garden bore witness to this intimate connection, as if the universe itself had conspired to bring them together.

Reluctantly, MC began to pull away, and Luna clung to the moment, not wanting it to end. As they spoke, their tone carried a mix of smugness and hurt, leaving Luna feeling a pang of guilt. "I hope this answers your question?" they said, attempting to sound cheerful but failing to conceal the hurt beneath.

"I haven't noticed!" Luna retorted cheekily, trying to lighten the mood with a playful joke.

MC replied with mock offense, "Moonpie, I know you can be cruel, but that's downright mean." The playful banter couldn't fully mask the hurt in their voice, and Luna realized that her rejection of their advances had affected them more deeply than she had thought.

In that moment, Luna's heart softened even further, and she gently touched MC's cheek, guiding their gaze to meet hers. "I'm sorry," she said sincerely, her voice laced with regret. "I've been so guarded, so afraid to let anyone in. But you've shown me that love is worth taking risks for."

You feel a surge of relief as you hear MC shake their head and grin. They don’t seem to be angry or hurt by your past actions, only amused and happy. “Well, you talking like that makes me forget everything, especially hearing you apologize for the first time!” They say with a playful tone.

You chuckle and look at them with sincerity. “I meant it, MC! Also, this is the first time I ever hear that someone loves me!” You say earnestly, feeling a warm glow in your chest.

“Really? The first time?” MC asks skeptically, raising an eyebrow. “How about the stuffed bear I gave to you and you sent it back to me in a box with the bear ripped to shreds and a death note accompanying!” They remind you of one of the many times they tried to convey their feelings to you and you shut them down in the most cruel and cold-hearted way.

“About that…” You begin to say, feeling a twinge of guilt. You remember how you hated that bear, how you thought it was a childish and stupid gift. You remember how you tore it apart with your knife and wrote a note saying “Leave me alone or you’ll end up like this”. You remember how you felt satisfied when you sent it back to MC, thinking they would get the message.

But they didn’t. They just laughed it off and tried again.

“Another incident is when I asked you to take a trust test and you agreed instantly and then you let me fall down to the ground and even laughed at me.” MC continues, recounting another episode of your rejection. You remember how they asked you to stand behind them and catch them when they fall back, saying it was a test of trust. You remember how you nodded and pretended to go along with it. You remember how you stepped aside at the last moment and watched them hit the floor with a thud. You remember how you laughed at their shocked and hurt expression.

You thought it was funny. You thought it was clever. You thought it would make them stop.

But it didn’t. They just got up and smiled at you, saying they still trusted you.

MC looks at you with a mock glare, but you can see the sparkle in their eyes. They are not bitter or resentful, they are just teasing you. They know that you have changed, that you have opened your heart to them. They know that you love them now.

You sigh and look at MC with regret. “I’m sorry for all that and a thousand times more, but you have to bear in mind that this is the first time for me as well to say that I love you!” You say heartfelt, hoping they will forgive you for your past mistakes.

MC smiles and leans close to kiss you on the lips. “You’re forgiven, Moonpie. And if you want, you can still continue to hurt me. I mean, I find it very humorous and also, I can use the endurance training that I can get from you.” MC dares you, knowing how much you enjoy a challenge.

“Very well!” You say, accompanied by your death glare. “Although you will be crawling on your knees and begging for my mercy to stop.” You warn them, not afraid to show your dominant side.

MC guffaws and wraps their arms around you. “Crawling to your lab and begging for you to massage my bruised and battered body!” MC replies, not intimidated by your threat. They turn your words into an innuendo and a romantic opportunity.

You roll your eyes and shake your head. “You’re impossible, MC. You know that, right?” You say, but you can’t help but smile at their antics.

MC kisses your nose and looks at you with adoration. “You’re incredible, Luna. You know that, right?” They say, making your heart melt.

As MC pulled Luna closer, swaying to the gentle hum of a tune, she felt an overwhelming surge of love and happiness. In this moment, she knew that MC was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

"Dancing, how romantic of you!" Luna quipped, trying to maintain her snarky demeanor despite the affectionate moment.

MC chuckled softly, their eyes locked with hers. "Romantic, yes, but I'm more than that," they whispered, their warm breath caressing her lips. Their closeness sent shivers down Luna's spine, her heart quickening in response.

Luna could feel the anticipation building as MC leaned in, their lips so tantalizingly close to hers. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in this moment of intimacy.

However, before the kiss could materialize, MC playfully pulled back, denying Luna what she had yearned for. Luna couldn't help but laugh, a mixture of frustration and amusement bubbling within her.

"You will regret that!" Luna threatened, her voice laced with mock seriousness.

"Sure, I will!" MC replied with a mischievous grin, swatting away her playful threat like a fly.

Luna found herself feeling both frustrated and charmed by MC's coy behavior. But before she could delve further into their playful banter, MC offered a new proposition, one that piqued her interest.

"Although I think I can dissuade you from your plan," MC said persuasively.

"And that will be?" Luna goaded, curious to see what they had in mind.

"How about I show you instead?" MC says and pulling Luna to a deep passionate kiss and this time there's no holding back only desire and longing that continue to grow even more.

Well how that story end is up to you reader, but let’s just say hands started roaming around on cracks and crevices, not to mention under the night clothes started to fly in the sky ;)