Literature
(Tsukishima x Reader) Reunited
You were staring up at the glow-in-the-dark stars you glued to the ceiling as a kid, not having the will to take them down since they watched over you every night; whenever you felt alone, afraid, and anxious - they lit up your room, almost reassuring you that you weren't alone.
When you broke up with your middle school boyfriend, they accompanied you to sleep, along with the tears that you shed. When your moon disappeared from your sky, they stayed.
Your phone began to incessantly ring and buzz from your nightstand, and you sat up, glancing over at your clock. 9:45 PM.
INCOMING CALL: TSUKISHIMA AKITERU
"..." You stared at your phone scre
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