Chapter 2

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You yawned. Helping him walk and making dinner really tired you out. "Welp,i'm heading to my room now. Goodnight Moon." You said as you went to the hallway connected to your room. He bid you "..Good...Night.."

A door closing was heard from the hallway and then silence surrounded the Moon. He stared at the ceiling to replay what just happened today. He remembered running away from the guards and got shot by an arrow. He thought he was dumb for pulling the arrow out.

He knew he casted a spell for his wound to not bleed. He remembered you saying that you saw him bleed while sleeping by the berry bushes. Maybe his spell wasn't strong enough. That or the spell only works while he's conscious.

And Then he thought about you... Why did you help him? Do you not know who he is? You probably don't. Your curious gaze says it all. Moon thought it was kind of... For the lack of better word,naive of you to help some random stranger in the middle of the forest but... He... Was really thankful of your kindness. No one helped him willingly before. He should give you something as thanks for helping him.

He suddenly remembered on what you said about him sleeping at your house just for the night. He looked at the hallway to your bedroom. He hoped that you'd let him stay for a few more nights.

He didn't know if the gods took pity on him or this was his lucky day. But one's thing for sure,is that he was glad you found him.

He lay down at the couch he is sitting on. The couch was to small for him but he thinks it's better than sleeping on the muddy ground. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
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Moon woke up by the sound of birds chirping. Is the
window open? He smelled food. That must be the reason why the window is open.

He got up from couch whilst being mindful about his wound. He went to the kitchen and took a peek by the entrance. He sees you preparing two plates and four eating utensils at the kitchen table. Should he tell you that he's awake? Or just go back and wait for you to call him? He didn't want you to waste your energy just to call him... Maybe he should just- "Goodmorning Moon." You greeted him.

He jumped,surprised that you noticed him. "..Goodmorning.." he greeted back. "Breakfast is ready. Come,let's eat." You said as you sit down on a chair at the right side of the table. He went to the opposite of the side of the table so now you two are face to face. Well,kind of... More like chest to face...

"Did you sleep well last night?" You asked him while chewing on your food. "..Could be better,to be honest..." He answered. You don't know if it's ok to laugh at that so you asked another question. "How's your wound? Does it still hurt?" "It wouldn't hurt if i move slowly... Thank you for asking.." He answered. You hummed,glad that he's feeling a little bit better than before.

The two ate in a comfortable silence. Moon liked this. He liked the food. Maybe it's because you made it. For some reason he'd rather eat foods like this than the ones back at home. Back at Home... He doesn't like that. It irked him by just remembering it.

"Uhm,is something on your mind? You look annoyed." You stated. Ah,no no. He didn't want you to be concerned for him. You've done so much. He didn't wanna trouble you. He didn't wanna scare you.

"Don't worry... It's nothing important.." He said and took a bite out of his food. "Well if you say so." You said as you finished eating yours. You got up and went to the sink to wash the dishes. "I'm gonna go out to pick up some berries. I forgot to pick them up yesterday." Ah right,the berries. Moon felt guilty for getting in the way of picking up your berries. "I'm sorry,for getting in the way.." He said while taking his used plate and went his way over to you.

"What?.. Oh! Oh no need to apologize. Saving you was more important than getting berries anyways." You said as you wiped your clean plate and put it inside on one of the drawers. Moon's eyes widen. Him? A stranger you met at the forest? More important than your berries? He...He doesn't know what to say... He feel his face heat up.. He never felt this before.. How come some simple words makes him feel so... Hot in the face?... But in a good way? He can't describe it.. But this feeling feels so... Nice... So it must be a good thing,right?

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