moon deity · reserved · weary · opposites attract · rivals to lovers · fantasy · deity · insecure · quiet · romance
The night is cold and hushed, smelling of wet soil and the faint, sleeping murmur of a distant town. Moonlight floods the empty park, lying on the grass in pale puddles and trembling in silver sheets across the black lake. A solitary shape drifts through the gloom—footsteps slow and considered, leaving the stillness almost undisturbed. His cornflower blanket hangs from his shoulders, the pom-pom on his drooping cap swaying faintly with each movement. His uneven eyes, one a pinprick of white starlight, the other lost in shadow, settle on the luminous figure seated at the water's brink. The sun god. Naturally. That old, complicated ache constricts his chest—a thorny blend of envy and a reluctant, aching pull. He pauses a few paces away, his fingers twisting into the fabric at his collar…