My Star to my Moon 🌙|Neymessi

My Star to my Moon 🌙

Something felt off that day.
Neymar was feeling oddly sentimental again. Like the day he was planning on committing suicide. He tried to ignore the feeling but it was hard. He couldn't focus, he couldn't stop zoning out, maybe life just was going too well that he was dissociating. None of it felt real. 

In the morning, Neymar woke up before his alarm. The sun was out and to his surprise, his dad's car wasn't in the driveway. 
The leftovers from the night before tasted better than last night. 
All the lights were green on Neymar's way to school. 
Why was everything going so well?

Once Neymar was at school, he was able to finish his homework from the night before with the help of Marquinhos. "It's really not that hard."

"Well yeah, for a smartass like you, it isn't," Neymar groaned. "Hey, put some respect on my name, Neymar."

"Right. My bad. It's just hard." Marquinhos reached into his backpack and pulled out a paper. "Don't tell anyone, bro. Copy off my paper, and quick because our class is almost starting."

"Holy shit, man. Thank you so much, Marqui." Neymar and Marquinhos fist-bumped each other out of happiness. Neymar wasn't the brightest student so getting a free A was a pretty big deal for him.

**

During lunch, Neymar ate lunch with his friends as usual. The lunch was the best thing served that week. 
Everything was going too well. Neymar had a weird feeling in his stomach. "Do you guys feel like," Neymar paused, "weird?" Sergio shrugged, "I don't know. Depends on what you mean by that. Like I know I'm pretty weird. I break people's arms on a basis." Neymar looked at Sergio weirdly. "Yeah, no. Not that type of weird. Like the feeling." Kylian answered this time, "No? Not really."

"You don't feel like everything is going too well?" Neymar could feel Kylian's stare. "Neymar, you good?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"No seriously," the table went quiet. Kylian usually didn't get serious. He was usually sarcastic and pretended to get annoyed by everyone's stupidity. "Neymar, wanna go talk about it?" 

"Nah, I'm straight. Thanks though." Neymar shook his head. He didn't want to talk to Kylian about it. He couldn't. But Kylian wasn't taking no for an answer. "Neymar," Kylian said firmly. "Let's go then," at this point, Neymar was thinking about lies to tell Kylian. 

Neymar followed Kylian to the courtyard where they could have a bit of privacy. "So what's going on, man?"

"Nothing really."

"Let's not lie now." Neymar wanted to tell the truth but he didn't know where to start. Kylian noticed this and started with the thing he was most curious about. "How'd you meet Messi?" Perfect. "On my way to..." Neymar sighed. "You know how I was super sentimental after one of our practices? The day when you guys went to get ice cream with Marqui?"

"Yeah."

"I was planning on committing suicide." Kylian's expression dropped, "What?! Why?! Why didn't you say anything?!"

"I was tired of my dad's abuse but I didn't want to seem like a bitch and complain about it."

"Dude, Neymar, you're so fucking dense. We could've helped you or I don't know," Neymar could tell Kylian was stressed. "That's where Leo comes in. He basically saved me. He's helped me so damn much you wouldn't even believe it. I latched onto him like a parasite, the good kind, if there is a good kind of parasite. I would be dead without him. Everything has been going well since."

"Messi, huh? So you were in love with him."

"I guess."

"I kind of feel like a jerk for not giving you a hand."

"It's actually fine, Kylian. It's my bad. I should've told you, man," Kylian shrugged and helped Neymar up from the ground. "You're right, you should have told me. But I'm glad Messi was able to help you. Good guy."

"Me too. Let's go back to the guys, okay? I'm pretty good."

**

Lionel was finishing up some homework due by the next week. He didn't need to finish it up at 1:34 AM but he was still going to, anyway.
He heard pebbles being thrown at his window. Lionel grinned and ran to his window, he already knew who it was. "Ney!" Lionel hugged Neymar when he opened the window. "Wanna go for a ride?"

"Now?"

"Now." Lionel hesitated but he turned off his light and followed Neymar. 

"I told Kylian about us," Neymar said as soon as he started driving. "Good. I don't like you keeping me a secret."

"I don't like you keeping me a secret, either." Lionel smiled at looked over at Neymar. He was so in love with him.
He'll always love the man that saved his life.
He wouldn't be there if it wasn't for Neymar. 
It was as if Lionel knew Neymar his whole life. Every time Lionel tried to think of a time without Neymar, his memory went fuzzy. "I wish I met you sooner, Ney."

"At least we met."

"Exactly. It's just... isn't it fucked up?" Lionel didn't know where this was going. "What's fucked up?"

"How we met. You know, two dudes are totally suicidal, they meet, and they fall in love. It's just a little weird."

"If that's our destiny then I'm 100% grateful for it." Lionel considered that. At least they were able to meet. 
He should be grateful for everything that had happened over the course of two months. Maybe one of them won't be there the next day.
"My heart is literally hanging onto your hands, Ney. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I don't know what I'd do without you either, Leo. But if I ever, you know, go. I want you to depend less on me."

"I know, it's just hard. I was a mess before I met you."

"Me too," Neymar sighed and held Lionel's hand tight. Lionel squeezed Neymar's hand back. Neymar deserved so much but received so little. Sometimes, Lionel wondered about how he managed. "I mean, it's not like I could be the same if you go, like ever. I might be a teenager but it feels like I've lived more than half my life with you, Leo. I love you so much I can't even begin to explain it. Some people say their I love yous months and months after being together. But for me, I love you and I mean it with my life. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." Neymar pulled over because he was getting emotional. "Fuck, Ney. I want to marry you," Lionel kissed Neymar. 
Even after kissing a thousand times, having sex, and telling each other how much they love each other, Neymar still gave Lionel butterflies every time he looks into his eyes. It was insane how much a person can have a massive effect on you.

"After all, you're my star to my moon, Leo."