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“So you’re the moon I’ve heard so much about!” There was so much warmth in his words, yet the two had only just met. Moon turned around to face Sun, and upon seeing his radiating smile, his troubles melted away. His golden hair, his friendly demeanor. He commanded your attention in the best way possible. “It’s so nice to finally meet you!” He continued as Moon slowly crept forward.
“It’s… It’s nice to uh… Meet you too,” Moon replied nervously. Physically, he came to meet the Sun, but he was still reserved emotionally. “I’m not anything special, though…”
Sun rolled his head back in a hearty laugh, and Moon hid his face. Worried about what he said, he muttered a quiet apology. Sun looked at Moon and smiled. “Don’t be sorry… You’re so special! You’re important and amazing in your own moon way!”
Moon perked up and stole a look at Sun; seeing that his smile wasn’t wavering, he smiled back shyly. “Do you really think so?”
“I know so, Moon!”
Moon smiled wider, his teeth barely showing this time. His eyes closed and he brushed his hair away from his face, showing more of himself to his new friend. Sun laughed, snapping Moon back. “What’s funny?” He asked, still a little shyness in his voice.
Sun shrugged, giving the other a grin and a wink. “I dunno! You look very cute when you smile.”
Moon blushed, his gaze looking down. “Well… Gosh,” he stammered, his pale cheeks growing the faintest pink. “No one’s called me cute before. S’kinda… Nice.”
Sun’s eyes grew a size wider at his comment, and he came closer to Moon. “No one’s ever called you cute!?” He asked. He couldn’t believe it. Moon was so mysterious and cool. He was everything that Sun lacked culminated into a reserved and kindhearted being. His antithesis but still equally great. No, even greater than he could ever be. Moon shook his head, and Sun’s mouth dropped the slightest bit. “I’m shocked! You’re definitely cute! And if anyone tells you otherwise, I’ll remind you ten times as much! Don’t forget it, Moon!”
This is when Moon knew that if Sun could stay here forever, he would let him; Sun was so incredibly positive. He saw the best in everyone and in that moment, he wished to be him. To take a leaf from his book, a piece of his pie, a part in his life. Moon had never felt so strongly about anyone or anything before. All his life had been somber moments and last-ditch prayers for dire situations to turn. No one ever looked to Moon in times of happiness; it was always negativity and people hoping it would go away.
But Sun was different. Sun took the positive that people gave him and selflessly radiated it to everyone who might need it more than he did. He didn’t bog himself down over the insecurities he felt or the problems he faced. He took life one step at a time and made sure to have fun while doing it. It was beautiful, inspiring, and so utterly and unapologetically Sun.
“Tamaki,” Moon said after a beat. “Call me Tamaki.”
“Tamaki?” Sun repeated. Tamaki nodded, his lip quivering into a small smile.
“S’just a name someone gave me…” Moon admitted. “Or… I guess it’s just a name I heard one night.” He offered a small, nervous laugh and looked down. “It’s dumb, I know,” he admitted dismissively. He felt a hand on his face, and his gaze was forced back up. Tamaki looked up at Sun, a caring look on his face; his eyebrows furrowed, and he had a sad frown on his face.
“Hey…” He started quietly. “I don’t think it’s dumb at all. It’s… Really nice, actually.” Sun stared at Tamaki’s face for a second, repeating the name under his breath. “Tamaki. Tamaki. Tamaki… I think it suits you well!”
Tamaki’s breath hitched, and the heat from his cheeks felt a little hotter. “You think so?” He asked, assuming Sun only meant it to be kind.
“Of course I do!” Sun said with a smile. “It’s… mysterious! But in a cool way. It’s kind of like you, I think.”
It was Tamaki’s turn to laugh. It was a small one at first, but the small giggle grew into a louder one as he rolled his head back. He wiped a tear from his eye, looking at Sun with a smile. “You think?” He asked.
Sun blushed, suddenly bashful. “Well yeah… S’not like I know you well yet.” He pouted, and Tamaki let out a small noise, like a doting parent would to their little kid. Sun continued. “I don’t have any cool names like that, so you have me beat there at least.”
“Hmm…” Tamaki thought for a moment, looking at Sun’s face. He glared in concentration before answering“Mirio.”
“Mirio?” Sun repeated.
“Yeah, Mirio!” Tamaki settled. “One night, a man named Mirio prayed to me at a park; he’s the one who gave me my name, actually.” He chuckled.
Sun blinked, before a childlike grin appeared on his face. “Mirio!” He exclaimed. He bounced around, grabbing onto Tamaki’s hands, spinning him around in the process. “Mirio! Mirio! Mirio!”
“Calm down!” Tamaki pleaded, letting out giggles in between his pleas. “You’re way too excited right now!”
“How can I not be?” Mirio asked. “I made a really cool friend and got a really cool name today. Not everyday do you get to experience something like that!”
“Guess not,” Tamaki replied, smiling. He let go of Mirio’s hands, moving his own up Mirio’s chest. He stared at Mirio’s blue eyes before moving his hands around the other’s neck, playing with the tufts of hair behind his neck. Mirio followed, wrapping his arms around Tamaki, pulling him closer.
The stars twinked as the two danced, swaying back and forth. They spun slowly, and time felt like it stopped in that moment. They moved in silence, taking each other in; for a moment, there was nothing except for the two of them.
“You know…” Mirio said, breaking the silence. “You said that you got my name because someone with your name was praying over someone, right?”
“Yeah…” Tamaki answered.
Mirio smiled. “Doesn’t you giving me that name… Kind of sound like a confession?” Tamaki blushed, stammering for a second but getting no coherent words out. Mirio laughed again, using his finger to play with Tamaki’s long indigo hair. “I’m teasing, I’m teasing…” He admitted, calming the other down. There was some more silence, then Mirio added “I wouldn’t be opposed, though…”
“Mirio…” Tamaki pleaded, looking away from the blond to hide his red face. Mirio laughed some more, apologizing for making the other embarrassed. When Tamaki finally looked forward again, Mirio smiled. He meant every word he said, and Tamaki knew it. Tamaki was happy that he meant it.
Their dance was cut short by the feeling of gravity working against them. It was as if someone was pulling on the neck of Tamaki’s shirt, forcing the two of them away. “Mirio!” Tamaki called out.
“Tamaki!” He yelled back. They grabbed hands, their eyes glued to one another.
“I don’t want to go yet!” Tamaki complained; he reached out with his other hand, and Mirio tried to grab it. Their fingers touched, but they were too far apart to connect. Eventually, the distance between them became too far, and they let go.
Tamaki continued to move away. “Come back!” Mirio shouted, but he knew what was happening. It was inevitable.
“I can’t…” Tamaki said, defeated. He deflated for a second as his mind wandered. He thought of how lonely he’d be. About how the world treated the moon. Could he handle another lifetime of negativity after meeting the most positive person in his life?
“Don’t worry!” Mirio yelled, and Tamaki looked up to the blond. He had tears in his eyes, but his smile never wavered. “We’ll meet again! I know we will!”
Tamaki’s lip quivered as tears welled in his eyes. He couldn’t help but let a few of them fall, becoming one with the millions of stars. “Do you mean it?” He asked.
“One-hundred percent!” Mirio said, certainty in his voice.
Tamaki wiped his eyes, and gave the blond his best smile. After catching his breath, he called out for Mirio. “I’ll never forget this day!” He exclaimed.
“I won’t either!” Mirio replied. The two stared at each other as they moved away; Tamaki watched until the blond blended in with the stars and turned into nothing. Tamaki looked around and noticed that his world was as dark as the night sky again. He felt cold in his chest. He let out an angry yell and cried in frustration, falling on his knees.
Why did he have to go? Why was he forced into a life of solidarity? His world seemed to cave in on him.
“Tamaki!” He heard, as he looked up.
“Mirio?” He questioned, looking around. In a perfect world, he’d see the blond running towards him, risking it all to be together with him. But just like he was destined to be the moon, Mirio was destined to be the sun. “Mirio!” He called again, but there was no response.
It was quiet for a moment, and Tamaki felt more tears welling up underneath his eyes. Then he heard his voice again.
“I love you!” Mirio shouted, and Tamaki’s heart stopped. “I love you so much and I’m so glad to have met you today! Don’t ever forget that!” Tamaki let out a cry as his tears spilled even harder. He called for Mirio, but that was the last he heard from him. His hands reached out, but no one grabbed it.
The next night, Tamaki stood watch over the world. It was quiet, the buzzing of cicadas in the background. Streetlights illuminated the sky with the stars, and people scattered the ground. It was just a normal night, nothing that Tamaki hasn’t seen before. Normally, he’d feel cold, but today, he was filled with warmth.