“Why did you even come to the town in the first place; it’s not like--”
The silence echoed. It shattered. It throbbed with the anguish of a thousand unspoken words.
His voice raw. His head hurt. And yet he still had the courage to asked, “Why?”
But it was ignored, the quiet question that lingered soon after. Why do you push me away?
“The day I meet you was the day I wanted to stay. The day you left I wanted to follow.” Pursed lips followed his gentle yet reluctant statement. “I was Granny’s Northern Star, so I figured at the very least I could guide you back home.”
“You weren't just a star, you were the whole damned sky!” Tears trembled at the edge of the other’s eyes. “If you had to be my star, than at least let me be your darkness.”
He gave a small smile. “I would expect nothing more from a pompous, cheating and overall rude one --- why are you looking at me like that?!”
Laughter echoed in the alleyway. “Because if I’m that, then you are a stick-to-the-walls kind of guy who doesn’t even know that I’m more suited to darkness than you think.”
He took one step, then another until he was up to his ear, hugging him. For once, his frenemy didn’t mind, soaking up the affection in the rain-soaked night. “Know this: If I am the star who guides the way, then you are the darkness that makes me visible in the first place. Never forget that I’m in your debt forever, for even the darkness came from the remains of stardust and supernovas.”