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To witness an eclipse wasn’t a usual occurrence, yet for Tsukasa Suou it was part of his everyday life.
Sometimes it came on its own, other times he had to chase it all over the place —not like he minded— and every so often it was but a mere coincidence.
The fact it was so accidental didn’t mean there was a single day he didn’t think about it. Nothing was ever settled, yet he always found himself wondering about that event.
Loving your own personal sun is hard when he came out of nowhere, and to remember this wasn’t a common kind of star only made it more excruciating; someone as powerful to be born a star, to become a sun, or even to return from what seemed to be a black hole once. He couldn’t help but wonder if he would ever get sucked in again at some point, disappearing as easily as he got to his galaxy…
This really was complicated.
So Tsukasa chose to use archery to cope; after all, making so much physical effort could bring him nothing but dopamine, he was forcing his brain in some way, but what is coping if not coercing your thoughts to distract yourself?
He must admit it wasn’t in good taste, having chosen something that only reminded him of that person. But it was too late to change now, wasn’t it?
Hours just mindlessly went by, the sound of his arrows breaking through the air and flying to the center of that circumference, reminding tsukasa of meteorites when they break through the atmosphere and impact on their designated planet. Some of them crumbled like his arrows, never managing to reach the center — the planet.
Crumbling was a very accurate word to explain how he felt at that moment; his sun had been missing for a while, and he couldn’t care less if he was casting light upon other shady planets. Tsukasa was a selfish boy deep inside, and he wanted his eclipse back; the starry sky he managed to summon when he played his music did the trick for a while, but none of them could brighten him as the sun himself, everyone knows the difference between day and night.
A meteor shower as a few stars illuminated the dark sky of the night; Tsukasa looked up and found that same scenery above him.
But again, no matter how many shooting stars were passing by… It was still so dark.
They say stars finish their existence and outer beings like us never find out in our lifespan, this could be the case. There’s no sound in space either, what if he could never hear it again?
“Suo~, over here!”
Ah, ironically, there it was.
The eclipse he had been longing for.
The light of the starry sky contrasted with those sunset-coloured messy locks, his lustrous smile gleaming upon Tsukasa himself.
It might've been hundreds of times at this point, but it never got any less impressive. To see that once-weakened light shining so brightly, and this time dedicated to Tsukasa.
Again, he was a bit selfish after all — and how could he not take the hand that was leaning towards him, offering him a dance?
This improvised ball where whirls rhythmically followed the movement of the planets; to rotate around a star, spinning as the days and months pass.
How he had longed for that warmth, how their chests heaved as they exhausted themselves, his fingers interlocked with Leo’s as the crickets sang — the only noise that could be heard aside from their ragged breathing, and it was nothing but a sweet melody.
And how else could a moment so cosy get even more tepid but ending it with the perfect kiss?