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"Tooru, stop it." Chase complained, squinting his eyes at the man infront of him.
"Hmm? What?" The brunette answered, almost on instinct, hands continue to move holding a marker, drawing lines on the others face.
"You're scribbling on my face, again," Chase point out, moving his face away from the others reach.
Tooru's lips stretch into what seemed a small smile, eyes fixated on Chase' face. A fluttery feeling bloomed in the pit of his stomach with delight seeing how his work turned out.
"Constellations." He mumbled, pointer finger touching his lovers freckled face, tracing the lines connecting each freckles.
"Like I said, you can't just draw on people's faces. This isn't stars, anyway. It's freckles and—"
"That doesn't make any difference," Tooru argued, leaning back on his seat with a small pout on his lips. "You're like the star, anyway. My star."
"Hmm," Chase could only hummed with the others remark, glancing outside the window. He stared at the dark sky outside, smiling when his eyes catches the flickering lights above.
"Hey,"
"Those stars are bright."
"Hmm."
"I want to become one of them, someday. A part of those constellations you love. Then, I'll shine really bright for you to spot where I am."
"Why would you become one of them when they're on your face? You're bright enough, Love."
Chase chuckled with his lovers answers.
* * * * *
"They're pretty. . ."
"Like you."
"Am I gonna be one of them?"
"No. . ."
"Its cold. . ."
Tooru wrapped his arms on Chase' body, burying his own face on the crook of the others neck. Inhaling his sweet scent.
"Love, stay with me. . ."
"The moon seemed lonely," the young man answers, eyes transfixed on the crescent moon in the night sky with no stars around. "It's alone."
"Stay. . ." The brunette whispered, almost pleading, tightening his hold on the other.
"Love, you know. . .
"Please. . ."
"I'm sorry. . ."
10:27 PM, Chase Javier took his last breath in his lovers arm. Tooru stayed silent as he felt his lovers warmth leaving him, eyes fixated on the moon.
And then a tear fell from his eyes as a tiny ball of light appears beside the moon on the sky, as though telling him he's there. Sparkling, wanting to be seen.
Tooru kissed Chase' cold face, tracing the invisible lines connecting his freckles, creating a pattern. Engraving the memory on his mind before saying his goodbye.
* * * * *
He sat alone on the grass, head tilted upward. Hands reached out on the sky, finger creating invisible lines on the stars, creating a familiar pattern.
His eyes catches a glimpse of a twinkling light from the side. And he smiles upon seeing that small light beside the moon, shining a lot brighter than before.
