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5 - stardust

— we have the same kind of stardust in our souls.

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he was late yet again.

why is he always late? is he facing family problems?

i pondered over why he's always late, up till i felt a hot breath hitting the crook of my neck.

i slowly turned my head around and was face to face with his glossy eyes.

they didn't have that sparkle in them like last time, but more of a coat of tears.

his cheeks were also stained with dry tears.

i turned fully around and took his face into my hands.

"what's wrong?" i asked, my voice barely a whisper.

his lips quivered, and tears started falling out of his eyes.

i wiped them away with my thumb and shushed him calmly.

after some time, he stopped crying and mumbled,
"i feel stardust luna. thank you."

i furrowed my eyebrows, not understanding his words.

"jungkookie, what are you trying to say?" i muttered and he smiled.

he didn't answer but only rest his forehead on mine.

"stardust is a feeling, familiar like to butterflies."

i gasped and held his cheeks more firmly as i felt my vision get blurry.

"what?" i choked out.

he grinned and kissed away my tears,
"thank you for making me feel this way."

his actions caught me by surprise as i felt his pale hands envelope me.

"stardust." i muttered to myself and hugged him solidly.

i could hear his faint voice say,
"we feel stardust for each other."

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— im back with my phone charged to 86% y'all 💀