@ka1ologyy: Miu had fallen asleep sitting up. Again. Lena stood quietly by the doorway of their bedroom, her heart squeezing at the sight. The bedside lamp was still on. A half-finished script rested on Miu’s chest. One hand loosely held a highlighter while her head tilted awkwardly against the headboard. She looked exhausted. Not tired but exhausted. The kind of exhaustion that settled into a person’s bones. The kind that no amount of coffee could fix. Lena crossed the room carefully, taking the script from Miu’s hands before it slipped onto the floor. Miu stirred. “Mhm…” “Go back to sleep,” Lena whispered. The actress barely opened her eyes. “What time is it?” “Late.” “Did I fall asleep?” Lena raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been asleep for an hour.” Miu groaned dramatically and buried her face against Lena’s stomach when she sat beside her. For weeks now, this had become their routine. Miu worked. Lena worried. Miu insisted she was fine. Lena knew better. The filming schedule for Miu’s newest series had been relentless. Some days she left before sunrise and came home long after midnight. There were mornings when Lena woke up and the other side of the bed was already cold. There were nights when Lena stayed awake waiting for the sound of keys jingling outside their apartment. Not because she didn’t trust Miu. Because she missed her. Terribly. Dating another actress wasn’t always glamorous. Most days it was just finding small moments between impossible schedules and lately, those moments had become painfully rare. “You know what?” Miu mumbled sleepily. “What?” “I’m quitting.” Lena laughed. “You said that last week.” “This time I mean it.” “You also said that last month.” Miu opened one eye. “I want a farm.” “A farm.” “Yes.” “You grew up in the city.” “I’ll adapt.” “You don’t like bugs.” “I’ll wear boots.” “You don’t like waking up early.” “I’ll hire chickens to wake me up.” Lena burst out laughing. Miu smiled against her shoulder. Success. Making Lena laugh was one of her favorite hobbies. The room fell quiet afterward. Comfortable and safe. Then Lena looked down at the woman she loved and realized something. Three days. Miu finally had three days off. Three uninterrupted days. No filming, interviews and rehearsals. No nothing. And suddenly, Lena knew exactly what she wanted to do. Continuation is in the comments. #lenamiu #lalinaschuett #miunatsha #LenaMiu #fyp

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Part 3⬇️That evening, they sat on the dock watching the sunset. . The sky melted into shades of gold and orange. . The lake reflected every color. . For the first time in months, Miu wasn’t checking her phone. She wasn’t answering emails nor wasn’t memorizing scripts. . Her head rested comfortably on Lena’s shoulder. . And neither spoke. . They didn’t need to. . The silence between them had never been empty. . It was full. Full of understanding, familiarity and full of years spent loving each other. . Eventually, Miu broke it. . “I was struggling.” Lena turned slightly. . Miu kept her eyes on the water. . “The last few months.” Her voice was quiet. . “I know.”Miu laughed softly. , “Of course you do.” Lena intertwined their fingers. . Miu looked down at their hands and then smiled. . “There were days I wanted to cry in my dressing room.” Lena squeezed her hand. . “There were days I wanted to disappear.” Another squeeze. . “I kept telling myself I could handle it.” This time Miu looked at her. . “But honestly?” Her eyes softened. . “The thing that got me through most days was knowing I’d come home to you.” Lena’s breath caught. . Miu smiled. A small one. Real one. . “When filming got difficult, I’d think about you.” The actress leaned closer. . “When interviews get exhausting, I’d think about you.” Her forehead rested against Lena’s shoulder. . “When everything felt too loud…” A pause. . “I’d think about you.” The words settled between them. . Gentle and honest. . Lena felt her heart ache. Not painfully but beautifully. , The kind of ache that came from loving someone deeply.

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Part 4⬇️She kissed the top of Miu’s head. . “You don’t have to carry everything alone.” , “I know.” . “I’m serious.” . “I know.” Miu tilted her head upward. . Their eyes met. The setting sun painted warm gold across Lena’s face. . And for a moment, Miu simply looked at her. . Years together. The countless memories and countless ordinary days. . Yet somehow Lena still managed to make her fall in love all over again. . “Thank you.” . Lena smiled. “For what?” , “For this.” Miu gestured toward the lake. . The mountains, the cabin and the peace. Then she touched Lena’s cheek and her smile softened. . “For always knowing what I need before I do.” Lena leaned into her touch. . “That’s my job.” Miu laughed. . “Your job?” , “Absolutely.” . “What about acting?” . “Secondary.” Miu shook her head fondly. . “You’re ridiculous.” . “And you love me.” . “I really do.” The answer came immediately. . Without hesitation, without embarrassment and without fear. Just the truth. . Simple and certain. . The way love felt after years of choosing each other. . The sun disappeared beneath the horizon. The sky darkened. . And neither moved. . For three days, the world could wait and there were no cameras. No expectations, deadlines, just a quiet lake and a small cabin. . And two women who finally had the time to simply be together. . Sometimes, that was the greatest luxury of all.

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Part 1⬇️The next morning, Miu woke up to find a suitcase waiting beside the front door. She blinked. . Then blinked again. . “Lena.” No answer. . “Lena.” Still nothing. . She followed the smell of coffee into the kitchen. . Lena stood by the counter looking suspiciously cheerful. . Miu narrowed her eyes. “What did you do?” . “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” . “You’re smiling.” . “And?” . “You only smile like that when you’re planning something.” Lena took a sip of coffee. . “I don’t know what you mean.” Miu pointed toward the suitcase. . “What is that?” Lena grinned. . Miu groaned. “Oh no.” . “Oh yes.” . “What did you do?” Lena walked over and handed her an envelope. . Miu opened it and froze. . A cabin reservation. . Three days. . Two guests. . A private lakeside retreat hidden deep in the mountains. . Far away from Bangkok. . Far away from filming sets. . Far away from everything. . Miu looked up slowly. . “You planned this?” . “For weeks.” . “When?” . “While you were busy pretending four hours of sleep was healthy.” Miu stared at her. . Then at the reservation. Then back at Lena. . Her chest tightened unexpectedly. Not because of the trip but because Lena had noticed. . Of course she had. . She always did. . Every late night. . Every missed meal. . Every exhausted smile. . Lena noticed everything. . “You didn’t have to do this.” The smile on Lena’s face softened. . “I wanted to.” . That was the thing about Lena. . She never treated caring for Miu like an obligation. . She treated it like breathing, natural , and effortless. . Something she did because she loved her.

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Part 2⬇️Miu swallowed hard. Then pointed toward the suitcase. . “When do we leave?” Lena’s grin returned instantly. . “An hour.” The drive took almost four hours. . By the time they arrived, the city felt like another universe. . The cabin sat beside a lake so still it looked painted. . Mountains surrounded them. . Trees danced gently in the afternoon breeze. . There were no traffic sounds. . No camera crews. No flashing lights. . Only nature and silence. . Miu stepped out of the car. . Then simply stood there. Staring. . Lena watched from the driver’s side. . “Well?” Miu inhaled deeply. . The air felt different. It was cleaner and lighter. . She hadn’t realized how much tension she’d been carrying until that moment. . “This is amazing.” Lena beamed. . Mission accomplished. . The cabin itself was small but beautiful. . The wooden floors, large windows, a stone fireplace and a balcony overlooking the water. . It felt cozy. Like a place built specifically for slowing down. . Within an hour, Miu had already changed into an oversized sweater and stolen Lena’s socks. . Which was normal. . Everything Lena owned eventually became Miu’s. . “Those are mine.” . “They’re ours.” . “They were mine this morning.” Miu ignored her and walked away. . Lena followed. “You literally have your own socks.” . “I like yours.” . “Why?” . “They smell like you.” Lena immediately turned red. . Miu laughed so hard she nearly tripped.

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Awwww.. I want this kind of love.. love that feels like home. Lena knowing what Miu needs before Miu knows it herself.. and Miu finally setting down the weight she has been carrying and Lena feeling that “beautiful kind of heartache that cOmes from loving someone deeply.. I remember that interview from Dear Myself where Miu said she felt so exhausted during her Cheerleading event and seeing Lena she just broke down. And you feel yourself getting strength by their presence. 🥰 Thank you for this story, Author.