So this is the official ending, no more of this, ever. I need to take a second, I'm getting emotional. I hope you guys enjoy this tiny little bit of this story.
He is the first person who sees her but not the first one to get to her.
He is facing the door of the Jam&Roller, listening to Nina talk about her end of the semester school project and once in awhile offering some insight on the physics related parts when she walks through the door and the whole world freezes and his sight just closes around her.
He notices with resentment towards his own mind that he has forgotten some of the details. He had forgotten the exact curve of her lips when she smiles, he had forgotten the way her dark hair curls frame her face and fall gracefully on her shoulders, he had forgotten the soft pink that tints her cheeks. But as many detail his mind had let go with time he remembered so much more, he remembered every day, every night, for months now. Whenever he closed his eyes her image hit him and made longing settle on his chest in a way he had never known before
He sees how everyone turns to where he is looking, how everyone gets on their feet and run towards her but he stays seated, he is fixed to his place, anchored, his heart is beating too fast, bumping against his chest in a violent manner as his ears are filled with the sound of running blood and he wants to move he really does, he wants to run to her and hold her in his arms, pull her close to him and breath in the scent of her once again but he can't get his limbs to listen, it seems like his brain is going a short circuit and has lost all ability to process anything except the image of the green eyed girl a few steps away from him.
Their eyes meet and the insecurity and fear in her eyes moves him, he stands up and before he knows it is pushing everyone away and hugging her, her small arms go around his neck as she stands on her tiptoes and hides in his neck with an almost hysteric laugh. He hugs her even tighter. Damn, how he missed her. He missed her like he never thought it would possible to miss someone.
But as relieved as he is in this moment he is also terrified like he has never been before. What is she doing here? She doesn't look hurt or lost, she doesn't look anything like the exiled gods she had shown him that one time but he has no idea how long the effect would take to kick in, how long until the danger of losing herself sets in.
He pulls away and looks at her eyes, her impossibly green eyes that can capture him with just one look.
"What are you doing here?" He whispers, making sure no one else can hear, even if everyone apparently decided to give them some privacy and take a few steps back. "Are you okay?"
"I'm okay." Luna whispers with a grin. "Everything is fine, I promise."
"How?" He asks confused and she shakes her head softly looking around.
"I will tell you later." She says. "Now, I have something to do."
With that she rests her small hand in his cheek and joins their lips.
He closes his eyes, every worry forgotten as her soft lips move softly against his. It doesn't really matter how she is here or why she is here, all that matters is that she is right there with him, exactly where she belongs, making everything in his small corner of the universe right again. Whatever happens now, whatever destiny throws at them he knows they will be able to face it as long as they stay together and he is sure that there's no possible future where they are not.
ČTEŠ
I am what I feel
FanfictionLuna is a cupid (an eros to be exact but no one uses that term anymore) a minor goddess of love. Het next job? Making sure that two couples of soulmates find their way to each other but of course she runs into trouble while doing her job, more speci...