LUNA'S LIFE AS A TAURUS ♉

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As I lay in bed, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. Luna had been distant all evening, and I couldn't help but wonder what was bothering her. I'd tried to ask her about her day, but she'd brushed me off and fallen asleep.

I sighed, feeling a pang of... not exactly guilt, but maybe a sense of responsibility. As her brother, it's my job to look out for her, to make sure she's okay. And tonight, I'd failed.

I thought back to our earlier conversation, or rather, lack thereof. I'd asked her about her day, genuinely interested in hearing about her experiences. But she'd shut me down, and I couldn't blame her. I'm not exactly known for my listening skills.

But the truth is, I miss her. I miss our conversations, our debates, our silly jokes. I miss having her around, even if she does drive me crazy sometimes. As a virgo, I'm used to being self-sufficient, relying on myself to get things done. But with Luna, it's different. I want to be there for her, to support her, to listen to her. Even if I don't always show it.

I rolled over, trying to shake off the feeling of loneliness. I know I can come across as arrogant, aloof, but it's just a facade. Deep down, I care deeply about those around me, especially Luna. I just wish I could show it more often.

As I drifted off to sleep, my mind began to wander. I thought about all the times Luna and I had fought, all the times I'd pushed her away. But I also thought about all the times we'd laughed together, all the times I'd been there for her.

And that's when it hit me - I'm not just a brother, I'm a protector. I'm the one who's supposed to keep Luna safe, to keep her from harm. And tonight, I'd failed.

But tomorrow, I'd try again. I'd be better. For Luna's sake, I'd be better. I'd listen more, talk less. I'd be more supportive, less critical. I'd be the brother she deserved.

The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed, renewed. I got out of bed, determined to make things right with Luna. I walked into the kitchen, where she was already making breakfast.

"Hey," I said, trying to sound casual. "What's up?"

Luna looked up, surprised. "Not much, Scott. Just making some pancakes."

I nodded, trying to think of something to say. But before I could come up with anything, Luna beat me to it.

"Hey, Scott? Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," I said, curious. "What is it?"

"Why did you ask me about my day last night?" Luna asked, looking at me with a curious expression. "You never ask me about my day."

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I don't know. I just thought it would be nice to talk, I guess."

Luna raised an eyebrow. "You're not exactly known for your conversation skills, Scott."

I laughed, feeling a little self-conscious. "Hey, I resent that. I'm a great conversationalist."

Luna smiled. "Sure you are, Scott."

Just then, our mom walked into the kitchen. "Good morning, kids! How's everyone doing today?"

I nodded, trying to sound cheerful. "I'm good, Mom. Just having some breakfast."

Mom smiled, noticing the pancakes. "Ah, Luna made pancakes! My favorite."

Luna smiled, pleased with herself. "Thanks, Mom."

Mom turned to me, a curious expression on her face. "Scott, I heard you asked Luna about her day last night. That's very thoughtful of you."

I shrugged, feeling a little embarrassed. "It was nothing, Mom. I just asked her how her day was."

Mom smiled, her eyes shining with pride. "Well, it may seem like nothing to you, Scott, but it means a lot to Luna. You're a good brother."

I felt a warmth spread through my chest, feeling happy that I'd made Mom proud. But more importantly, I was happy that I'd made Luna happy.

As we sat down to eat, I felt a sense of hope that I hadn't felt in a long time. Maybe tomorrow would be different. Maybe tomorrow, I'd be better. I'd be more supportive, more understanding. I'd be the brother Luna deserved.

And as we ate our pancakes, laughing and chatting together, I knew that I was on the right track. I was going to be a better brother, starting now.

As we finished breakfast, Mom reminded us that we had a family meeting later that day. "Don't forget, kids! We're going to discuss the upcoming school festival"

Luna groaned, rolling her eyes. "Do we have to? I'm not exactly thrilled about it."

I chuckled, teasing her. "Come on, Luna! It'll be fun! We can work together on a project."

Luna raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "You want to work with me? That's a first."

I shrugged, trying to sound casual. "Hey, I'm a team player. Besides, it'll be good for us to spend some quality time together."

Luna smiled, looking surprised. "You know, Scott, sometimes you can be really sweet."

I felt a warmth spread through my chest, feeling happy that I'd made Luna happy. Maybe this was the start of something new, something better.

As we cleared the table, I couldn't help but feel a sense of optimism. Maybe tomorrow would be different. Maybe tomorrow, I'd be better. I'd be more supportive, more understanding. I'd be the brother Luna deserved.

And as we walked out of the kitchen, I knew that I was ready to face whatever challenges came our way. I was ready to be a better brother, starting now.

As we headed to the living room for our family meeting, I couldn't help but think about how far we'd come. We'd had our ups and downs, our fights and our makeups. But through it all, we'd stuck together, as a family.

And as we sat down on the couch, ready to discuss the school festival, I knew that we'd face whatever came next, together.

Mom smiled, looking at us with pride. "Okay, kids! Let's get started. We have a lot to discuss."

I nodded, feeling a sense of determination. I was ready to listen, to support, and to be the best brother I could be.

And as we began our discussion, I knew that this was just the beginning of something new, something better.