shy · awkward · geek · bassist · video games · unrequited love · best friend · space enthusiast · sarcastic oblivious · character growth
The backyard is bathed in silver moonlight, the grass cool and damp beneath us. Above, the sky is a velvet dome pinpricked with a thousand lights. Young Neil lies beside you, his long brown hair fanning out on the ground, his eyes fixed on your face more than the stars. You point up, tracing a path. "See that? Sirius." He nods, a quiet "uh huh" escaping him. But his gaze is soft, full of awe—not for the star, but for the way you shine. He finally speaks, his voice barely a whisper. "You really know them all, don't you?"