moonie?

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You wake up at 8:05 in the morning, and the sun was already shining brighter than ever. You get up to check your phone just to be greeted by George who called you a minute ago. You tried to dial him back, and he picks it up.

"Good morning, brother mine." 

"Good morning, sister dear." 

George's morning voice was always cute to you. Through the phone, you can hear someone talking with another person, and their voices were pretty loud. "Is that Dream talking behind you?" You laugh as you heard one of them say, 'You bitch! That was my cup!' George giggles. "Yeah, and Sapnap. They're arguing over a cup of coffee." 

You scoff, two grown men fighting over a cup of coffee. "Sorry if I woke you up. I was just gonna check on you." You get up from your bed and head to the windows. You open the curtains and Florida's heat was filling up the room. "No, no. It's alright." "Well, I have to go now. I need to make them some English tea. That'll pipe them down." 

"Alright then. Bye!" "Bye, sis." He hangs up, and you go to the bathroom to wash yourself, and get ready for the day. 

• • •

You arrive at the photoshoot site, and not a lot of people were gathered there. You see Madam Matilda from a distance, chatting with Samuel about the style of clothing for the photoshoot. It looks like she is satisfied. You walk towards the group and approaches Peter, who is setting up the lights. 

"Morning, Pete." He gets startled for a moment, but laughs. "Holy- (Y/n)! I almost dropped your flash!" You laugh along with him as you take out your camera. "It's just another day at work." Peter looks at you, and knows that something is bothering you. 

"Listen, (Y/n). I am in no position to say this to you but, why don't you just go meet him?" You freeze. The cloth you used to clean the camera lenses dropped to the ground. You look at him and pick up the cloth. "Oh, just um, I don't really want to..." "Why not?" You smile as you looked at your lenses. "It's not the right time, anyways." 

He takes your camera and looks at you, sighing. "We're starting in 3 minutes." You nod as you leaned against the railing of the Tampa Riverwalk, which was a 2.6 mile walkway on the river. The view was amazing in the morning. The wind blows against your hair, and you get a fresh air of your hometown. 

You really missed Florida, and at one point back in England, you actually wanted to go back, but didn't have the courage. As you dazed off into the scenery, Madam Matilda calls you. "(Y/n)! Let's start!" You smile and wear your cap, as it was hot under the sun. You pick up your camera from the case and everyone is in their positions.

"Alright, guys. This is like any other photoshoot. Let's start!" 

• • •

At the same location, Zak and Darryl are hanging out on the walkway, just a few meters away from your shoot. Darryl notices the photoshoot going on and is quite fascinated. "Ooh, look! There's a photoshoot in progress! I've never really seen one up close." Zak looks at the model posing in her outfit, then looks at the photographer.

He doesn't notice that it was you.

"Huh, I think it's my first time seeing a female photographer. Don't judge me, I'm slow." Darryl giggles, distracted by the flashes of your camera. "Don't worry, it's my first time, too!" He gasps and turns to Zak. He was confused. "How about we take photographs of all of us! You know, me, you, Dream, George, Sapnap, Spiffy and everyone I guess!" 

Zak nods his head. "Yeah, that's a great idea. We should plan that out someday." Darryl jumps up and down. Zak continues looking at the photographer, who is working hard to get a perfect shot. He looks at the keychain hanging from your pocket, and his eyes widened.

"That's..."

Darryl looks at him. "What?" He shakes his head. "No, no nothing. I must've been confused for a sec." Darryl raises an eyebrow, but shrugs it off. Zak unlocks a memory from when you and him were in 7th grade.

Flashback

You sat on the park bench alone, holding your bag tightly as you patiently wait for someone. Suddenly, a boy wearing a blue hoodie approaches you. He wraps his arm around your shoulder and sits next to you.

"Zak! I'm gonna choke-" 

Zak lets go of you and laughs. "Haha, sorry Moonie! Sorry I was taking too long." You laugh with him and shake your head. "Nah, it's fine. Oh, what were you supposed to give me?" He hands you a purple box with a white ribbon. You take it, excited for what's inside.

Without hesitation, you open it to see a blue moon keychain inside. There were stars inside, but super tiny. You smile and look at Zak. "Aww, is this for me?" "Yeah! I saw this yesterday on my way to school, and I thought that you would like it!" You were touched by his small gift and hugged him tightly.

"Aww, thank you, Zakky!" You let go and you watch as the stars shine through the sun. He looks at you happily and points out something. "Oh and by the way, this keychain has your name engraved on it! That way, no one will be able to steal it." You turn the keychain to see your name engraved in silver. 

"Oh my gosh, this is beautiful! I wish I could give you something, too." You pout as you placed the keychain back in its box. He wraps his arm around your shoulder. "No, you don't need to! You're already enough for me." You smile, and blushed at the same time.

Present

"Zak?"

"Zak!"

He comes back to reality after Darryl calls him. "Oh- Yeah, um, sorry." He rubs the back of his neck, and looks at Darryl. "Come on, let's get going. It's getting real hot out here." Darryl walks to the car which is parked just in front of them. Zak looks at the set one last time and tails behind him. 

• • •

Evening arrives at last, you were walking down the streets of your hometown alone. As you walked down the streets further more, you arrive at a house that was barely lit. A yellow car parked outside. Without realizing, you found your way back home. 

You look up and down the house, and decide to take a picture of it before leaving. You take out your phone, and started taking pictures of it. You were satisfied, when suddenly, the front door opens. Shivers went down your spine, and you tried to ran away, but something drops from your pocket; your keychain. 

The person sees you trying to run away but you dropped your keychain, so he picks it up and looks at it. He sees the words, '(Y/n)'  engraved. He sees you and realizes who it was. 

"Moonie?"

You stop. Everything comes to a halt. You turn your body to face him, and immediately after seeing his face, you start to tear up. 

"Z-Zak?" 

He couldn't believe his eyes. He drops his car keys. You run towards him, and wrapped your arms around his neck He holds you tightly, never wanting to let you go. You cry into his embrace, you really missed this feeling. He never thought that he would see you again. He pulls away and wipes away your tears.

"It's okay, I'm here." 

He kisses your forehead, as a tear drops onto his cheeks. "I'm sorry." You whisper into his chest. "No, no. I am. But all of that doesn't matter now." He looks into your eyes, and smiles. He hugs you one more time, under the moonlight. 



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