“ where are you?”  There was no response, it’s not like the stars would ever say anything to you anyways. But,...

“Zhongli… where are you?” 

There was no response, it’s not like the stars would ever say anything to you anyways. But, perhaps, if you wished hard enough, if you prayed hard enough, he’d finally come home.

You’re eyes set themselves upon a shooting star, shinning and gold, just like those eyes of his. You looked down, closed your eyes, and uttered a single wish:

“Please… come home” 

                                                            —–

It was barely sunrise when a tall figure loomed over your bed, a gloved hand reached out and gently shook you awake. When you sat up, a pair of soft lips fell on yours.

“I’m home, my jewel” 

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