Title: The Sky that connects us
Fandom: Tokyo Ghoul
Ship: TsukiHideKane
Summary: The Sun and the Moon watched their mortal together in the few moments they had together.
AN: This is more TsukiHide tbh but oh well. God!TsukiHide, Sun!Hide, Moon!Shuu, Mortal!Ken.
“There he is!”, the Sun exclaimed, his golden eyes lightening up as soon as he spotted his beloved mortal. The boy was shy, so very shy, and humble. He never asked for more than he needed and was thankful for everything he had. Whenever it rained the mortal didn’t curse for he knew that the Sun never asked for anything for its light.
“Where?”, the Moon asked the Sun, eager to see the mortal who was still up when darkness claimed the light of day. He loved to watch the black haired boy trying to decipher the scratches that made up the human language. He loved how much he cherished knowledge, tried to gain more and more even though he wasn’t born into a family where he could easily learn to read or to write, or was expected to do so.
“He is sitting next to the old tree, watching sunrise!”
The Sun’s golden hair seemed to shine even more and the Moon tried not to let his smile waver. Sunrise was nearly over, soon they would have to depart again. He cursed that they could only see each other in that short time where they took over the other’s part. The Moon took the Sun’s hand and the blonde man turned to the dark haired one.
“What is it, my god?”
“It’s nearly time to depart again.”
The Sun’s smile disappeared and he threw himself into his Moon’s arms, clinging to the dark fabric of the other’s robes.
“Please don’t leave me”, he muttered. “It won’t be for long and until I come back…” The Moon smiled slightly. “Watch our mortal for he will be the sky that connects us.”
