Title: Clouds That Carry You
Pairing: Caleb x Honey (my MC)
A month after Caleb’s death, Honey tries to move forward—whatever that means. A quiet spring day with Gideon brings old promises back to the surface, and grief that was once buried starts to bloom again. Sometimes, missing someone is a story all on its own.
Tags: grief, comfort, loss of a loved one, emotional vulnerability, soft angst, post-death fic, hurt/comfort, Caleb x Honey, Love and Deep Space fanfic
Not a day goes by where I don’t look at the sky and wonder if I’ll ever see you flying above again.
Even though it’s been a month since you passed, I can’t shake the habit of looking up toward the clouds.
I imagine they could carry my heart with them—to deliver this longing, this yearning, back to you.
And I always pray you’ll receive it, wherever you are.
That maybe those same clouds could carry you back to me, across thousands of miles, and bring you home.
It was the kind of bright and sunny day where everything aligned perfectly—
a gentle breeze, the warm kiss of sunlight, and the scent of spring.
74 degrees, soft winds rustling apple blossoms loose from their branches.
Honey had spent the day out with Gideon.
Something they planned a month ago. Promised a month ago.
To spend Caleb’s three-month death anniversary together—
so Honey wouldn’t have to face it alone.
“I’ll get us some drinks. Don’t go anywhere.”
She nodded from a bench under the trees, watching petals swirl at her feet.
Once Gideon disappeared across the street, her smile dropped.
The empty feeling crept back in like a slow tide,
threatening to take shape as tears.
She bit her bottom lip to fight it.
Her fingers curled tightly into the fabric of her skirt,
silk doing nothing to protect her skin from the sting of her own nails.
When Gideon returned with two cans of chilled milk tea,
he froze the moment he saw her tear-streaked cheeks.
He dropped to his knees without hesitation.
The thud of it snapped her out of the spiral.
Her hands shot out to him—instinctively. Uselessly.
He tossed the drinks aside and gathered her hands into his.
Cool from the cans, but still warm with care.
“What happened? Are you okay?! Did something happen?”
His voice trembled, full of panic,
but his hands never wavered—steady and soft.
“No! Really, it’s nothing. I just remembered something, and…”
She wanted to run. Hide. It was too much.
“I’m sorry. Thanks for today. I’m just gonna g—”
He caught her wrist. Too tightly.
His grip loosened instantly.
He sighed. Slumped. Utterly broken.
“I know I’m a poor substitute for Caleb.
Not that I’m trying to take his place, I swear.
I just… I wanted to do right by him.
‘If anything happens to me, take care of her, okay?’
Gideon still knelt on the pavement, head bowed.
Eyes shut. Shoulders trembling.
Fingertips brushing against his jaw,
When his eyes opened and met hers,
it hit them both—how torn they really were.
How deeply Caleb’s absence wrecked them.
How lost they still felt.
“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, Gideon,” she whispered.
Note: I’m doing these fanfictions for fun and on my own free time but I’d love to hear feedback from the community.
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