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Dan looked up at the sky, his eyes shining in the dim starlight. Phil could hear his own pulse rushing through his ears, feel his heart stuttering in his chest. Dan was breathtakingly beautiful in this moment, the pale moonlight reflecting off his face and creating a silver blush that was unique to anything Phil had ever seen before. Dan’s eyes mirrored the sky above him, dark and mysterious and, at the same time, so blindingly full of light. Looking closer, Phil could even see the faint freckles that dotted the other boy’s face, dusting his pale cheeks in a smattering of constellations that seemed to have spilled straight from the sky itself and onto the skin of the boy who ached to explore it. Dan exhaled quietly, looking more vulnerable and exposed than he ever had before, and it was in that moment Phil knew: he was a goner. He could stay next to Dan forever, the lovely boy who gazed at the stars--and the stars, who gazed back.