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Gus
Are you awake?
Matty!! 🪦💕
augustus it’s so late
Gus
I can’t sleep :(
Matty!! 🪦💕
then why did you hext me?
Gus
Because you’re my friend?
Matty!! 🪦💕
and?
Gus
…I wanted to see if you wanted to sneak out and do something 😅😅
Matty!! 🪦💕
Augustus Porter? sneaking out?
Gus
Heyy :((
I’ll have you know I have an official Bad Girl Coven T-shirt!!
Matty!! 🪦💕
oooh scary
but sure what you wanna do?
Gus
Meet me at the Illusionist Graveyard!!!!
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The wind carried a strong chill with it as Mattholomule walked through the woods. He and Gus had made a path to the graveyard weeks ago so it wasn’t a big deal getting there anymore, but everything felt eerie in the dark, with only a small fairy light to guide the way.
“Matt!” Gus ran up to meet him, light following. “C’mon we need to hurry, it’s almost the perfect time to see them!” Gus grabbed Mattholomule’s hand and pulled him along.
Gus led Mattholomule up a small path to a ridge overlooking the Graveyard.
“Sit, sit!”
“So… what did you want to show me?”
“Shhhh!” Gus put his hand over Mattholomule’s mouth “It’s starting!”
“Whatever” he mumbled into the hand. Gus let the fairy go, extinguished the glyph, and they were plunged into darkness for a few seconds.
Then the sky lit up.
Mattholomule had gone star gazing before, but it had never been this beautiful.
The sky was full of stars, every range of purple imaginable shining back at them and showing them the secrets of the universe, billions of galaxies painting a picture across the sky.
“I don’t know what it is, or how it happens, but you can only see it once a week from this ridge.” Mattholomule looked over at Gus and felt all his breath leave his body.
Gus seemed to be made of starlight at that moment, eyes reflecting the sky perfectly with the most blissful smile on his face. Mattholomule felt his face heat up and he quickly looked away.
“It’s… nice.”
They sat there for a couple of hours, sitting in comfortable silence and stealing glances at each other before the sky faded back to normal. Mattholomule helped Gus up and they started waking back to town.
“Gus,”
“Yeah?”
“That wasn't an illusion, right?”
“I wish I could make something like that! I can only keep do super complex illusions, like back at the graveyard, for about six minutes absolute tops. Anything more than that tires me out.”
“Good to know.” They kept walking in comfortable silence hands almost touching more times than they could count, but neither having the courage to grab one until they reached the main pathway, but before Mattholomule could say anything else he tripped.
Gus caught him (reminding him of the insufferable height Gus had grown to) but instead of righting himself and saying thank you, Mattholomule was lost in those eyes, still somehow showing him the entire universe and more. They stayed there for a moment, holding onto each other tightly, until Mattholomule noticed how close they were. Noticed that if he just moved a few inches they would be-
Mattholomule pushed himself away and, shouting some sort of good-bye, ran back home.
Laying in bed that night Mattholomule could only think of how Gus looked under the star light. The evening had been like some thing out of a dream; and if he had just stopped thinking for once Mattholomule might have mustered up the courage to say something, to tell Gus what he had been meaning to tell him for weeks. Tell him that every moment spend with him was worth it's weight in gold. Tell him that in than moment all he had wanted to do was kiss him. Tell him that he could ask for anything, all the stars in the sky or all the fish in the sea, and Mattholomule would give it to him. Because he-
Mattholomule smothered himself with a pillow as he realized what this meant.
He loved him.