luna
⤛◈⤜
me: hey! i'm at
the front door
jo💞: door's open! i'm
in the backyard
me: alright, coming in!
•••
off-screen
the house was dark and
quiet. it showed no signs of
anyone being home. the only
light to be seen came from
the backyard.
luna steps outside. jonah is
seen sitting at the piano, which
had been moved to the backyard. he's
playing an unknown slow melody. string
lights are hung to illuminate the area.
luna: hey.
jonah: hi.
he moves over to make
room and motions for her
to sit down next to him. she does.
jonah: can i play you something?
luna: of course.
he begins playing a song that
she instantly recognizes. cigarette
daydreams. her favorite song. he
sings along quietly to it, and
tears well up in luna's eyes. he
finishes the song, and now
everything is quiet.
jonah: i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make you cry.
luna: no, they're happy tears.
he wipes the tears from her
face. his hand lingers on her
cheek, just like it did in front
of the fire. she takes his hand
in hers. there's a pause. not
awkward, but meaningful.
jonah: we've gotten so close these last couple of months. and i'm so happy that we did. i feel like... the best version of myself when i'm around you.
Pause.
jonah: remember when we talked about the idea of everything happening for a reason or our life changing based on our decisions? well, i never got to tell you what i thought about the whole thing.
jonah: because yeah, it is both. everything happens for a reason, because the universe brought me to you. i mean, what are the odds that this beautiful, witty, wise-beyond-her-years girl is the phone number after mine?
jonah: but i'm also certain that whatever happens to me in the future is a result of decisions I make now. and i'm choosing to do this.
Pause.
jonah: i'm choosing you, luna.
luna tears are falling freely
down her face, and at this
point, tears even began to
well up in jonah's eyes.
jonah: i'm absolutely crazy about you. and...
Pause.
jonah: ... and i'd really like for you to be mine. officially.
luna doesn't respond right
away, but not because she
wasn't sure. fact of the matter
is, she knew the answer
before he even had to ask.
jonah: please give me an answer, i'm dying over here.
they both laugh. luna takes
his face into her hands and
lays her forehead against his.
luna: yes.
and they kiss. so sweetly like
they've got all the time in the world.
cheering and applauding is heard
from above. on the balcony
above them are their six friends.
jomar: YAAAASS! bitch finally!
corbyn: let's go, bro!
zach: lona! lona! lona!
luna: you guys are so corny.
luna takes a look at the
people around her. and for the
first time since her mom
died, she's never felt more loved.
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A/N: they should really make
a 'happy tears' emoji because
that is such a mood rn.
also, lona is their ship name because
1. juna sounds weird.
2. "lunah" and "jona" just
sound like their normal names.
as always, thank you for
reading. hope to see y'all
in the next chapter! 😊
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hello, goodbye • jonah marais
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