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xxxiii. stars--khonshu part 4

You've worked as Moon Knight for a year now, having more freedom since you're out of your parents' house. 

You lean your exhausted body against your apartment door, your chest heaving as your legs barely support you. The suit dematerializes off you while you stalk through your apartment and fall onto your bed, falling asleep immediately. 

Khonshu appears in your room. He knows you're asleep. 

Hell, he's not sure why he came in the first place. There's nothing he can do even though he wants to help clean and dress your injuries, light candles for you, show you some pretty constellations, anything to make this week less of a hell for you. He knows you've not been doing well and all he wants is to ease it. 

The most the god can do is place a hand on your forehead and cast a spell for pleasant dreams. 

He feels guilty for not doing more. Khonshu's chest aches in shame as he sits down to lean against the side of your bed. How could he have damaged you? A young person with so much potential being immersed in danger regularly...all because Khonshu needed a human to use. 

...

The pressure on your chest tightens as you continue to stalk through the gathering of all the avatars and gods, among other people all dressed to the nines. 

It's so many people, and you know none of them. 

The anxiety overwhelms your mind until a rogue hand lays on your shoulder. You turn around, pushing yourself away at first until you find yourself looking at a familiar god, all dressed up in a black and silver three piece suit, lowering his gloved hand.

"Khonshu?" you mutter. 

Hello, Y/n. Are you okay?

"How honest do you want me to be?" you raise an eyebrow, taking a small step closer to the moon god. 

As honest as you're comfortable, but I can tell you're anxious. Do you want to leave? Khonshu outstretches his hand. You take it, letting the god lead you out of  the crowd. He pulls you up a flight of stairs and through a network of halls until he opens a door that revealed a massive balcony behind it, showing the full glory of the moon and the stars shining upon the miles of sandy city around you. 

Khonshu keeps your hand in his as you approach the railing. A funny feeling arises in his chest as he hears the small gasps of awe escape your mouth. 

Something about this is likely very inappropriate, but Khonshu is filled with the desire to pull you close and gently sway with you. He doesn't like the emptiness in his wrapped hand when you release it to adjust your long silver dress. 

He shakes his head, tightens his tie, adjusts his suit jacket, and leans onto the railing next to you.

You know, Y/n, Khonshu uses his telepathy, I did want to know if you would dance with me?

You look over at him and smile. "Of course."

He gently takes your hand off the railing, using his other hand to hold your waist and pull you close to him while your free hand reaches up to rest on Khonshu's shoulder. You move and sway to the faint noise of the venue's music a floor below you. 

Khonshu's got that funny feeling in his chest again. It's warm and fluttery, and he can only imagine you're its source. 

You're such a beautiful human. 

The dancing eventually slows down until your head and free hand are resting on Khonshu's chest while he has his arms wrapped around you. 

Then, you slowly raise your head and press your lips to the side of Khonshu's skull. 

...

"Mmm, Khonshu?" you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you see the god next to your bed. "I just had a bizarre dream."

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much awaited and finally written! whew