'you once told him that he had the stars in his eyes. he looked at you, the most stern he'd ever been, and asked if he was more than those blinding constellations.

you were quiet for a moment, giving his hands a gentle squeeze, then you told him that his body contained a galaxy. that you could feel the heat from the sun radiate off of his skin.

he just shrugged, because he didn't want to be a galaxy. he just wanted to be himself.'

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