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“Hey, are you okay?”
As your eyes slowly peel open, you feel her soft hands cup your cheek, with her blue and pink irises looking at you with enamoured intent. It seems you may have dozed off. As she reads your face, her lips ease into a tender smile, one you’ve only ever seen when she’s with you. Seeing her so happy, so free, it creates a warmth in your heart that words can’t seem to describe. Ah, but you can’t leave her hanging. She asked if you were okay, and you haven’t answered. You wrap your arms around her neck and pull her closer to you. Her carefree smile turned into a pink face of fluster, sheepishly smiling at your move.
“H-hah… you always know how to make me happy…”
As darkness comes over you, that endearing innocence of hers is reflected in her kiss to your lips. Gentle, a little bit awkward, but loving. As she reels back from the intimate moment, she grins and wipes the saliva off where you two just collided. “I know I’m not the best kisser out there, but I’ll get better with time!” All things considered, you don’t really care. This is more than enough; no amount of stellar jades could pull a treasure quite like this.
The night is cool but comforting, as you two lie in a grassy plain staring at the stars that reside in the veil of the cosmos. In the midst of admiring your face and its unique features, she notices your gaze focused on the stars. Naturally, she tries to pinpoint where your eyes lie. Among the stars was the moon. Tonight it shone bright, and quite yellow too, which caused Firefly to giggle a little bit. “Don’t tell me,” She turns to her side to cuddle you, “Are you thinking about the moon being cheese again?” For some unknown reason, this was something you always mentioned when gazing at the blanket of diamonds in the sky. Quite frankly, you are an idiot. But this mind-numbing idiocracy is one of many traits Firefly cherishes most about you. She values that you’re simply… yourself.
It’s because of this that she feels so at ease. She can be her truest self without any fear of repercussion. Because when it’s with you, there’s no need for SAM, no need to fight for the Stellaron Hunters, just Firefly. “What’re you thinking about?” You look at her lying on your chest. Her face is nuzzled in comfortably without plans of moving anytime soon… or at all. “Whenever we go to see the stars together, you always seem to be thinking,” She looks up and smiles at you, “But that’s okay, I’m happy as long as I get to be with you, hehe.”
Ba-dum, ba-dum
Your heart is throbbing from the sheer cuteness that a single person can emanate from the simplest of words. It’s like an angel just fell from the skies one day in a hulking iron suit of war and destruction… right into your arms. She seems to be muttering something, but it's all muffled as her face is now far buried into you. Knowing her, it’s most likely something along the lines of how much she loves being with you.
“Uhm, are you okay?” The question catches you off guard, but then you realise. “Your heart is beating a little fast.” You reassure her, you simply claim that it’s her fault that she makes you feel so fluttery inside. Her slight worry fades in moments as her cheeks glow a faint pink; something tells you she liked that a lot. “Y-you’re so sweet…” Clearly, she hasn’t seen herself. SAM and all aside, she is by far the sweetest saint you’ve ever been graced by, and simply put, she really puts the idea of someone deserving the world to fruition. If you could, you’d give her all the oat cake rolls in the world.
While you’d love to play this moment over and over, you unfortunately have some sense of control and notice it’s getting quite late. Your poor heart can’t take the idea of having to leave her for the night, even though you’d see her the next morning. “Oh, it is quite late, isn’t it?” Her tone is so pure, yet you can still feel the slightest amounts of melancholy in her words. Well, here’s a bright idea…
“You want me to go home… with you?”
Yes, yes, you do. Her eyes gleam brighter than any star in the sky as she holds you tight, as if she lets go, you’ll be a whisper in the wind. The walk home is a pleasant one. The breeze is cold, but not freezing. Warm enough for Firefly to cling to your arm the entire time, humming a familiar tune, one about stopping another’s heart from breaking. You don’t say anything about it, but it shouldn’t be something she’d ever have to fear, for her being near mends the deepest of scars.
Upon walking through your front door, she gazes around, taking in every minute detail. “Ah, it’s very you!” You take that as a compliment, seeing as she, well, loves you a lot. Eventually, you find the two of you in your bedroom. She spins in a circle before falling onto your bed. She giggles and opens her arms, waiting for you to join her. You obviously join her, lying on her chest as she wraps her arms around you. Your exhaustion finally seeps in, and the vision in your eyes begins to fade to black. The last thing you see is her adorable smile, and she kisses your forehead. You wonder what you’ll dream about, but then wonder if any dreams will ever be as good as the one holding you now.
“I hope you sleep well, you deserve it a-and, I love you.”