like the sun

[kytaen]

If Oshi-san was like the ocean, a powerful, tumultuous thing sparkling blue and deep-navy hues —

 

Then Nazu-nii was like —

 

"He's like the sun."

 

"Because he makes the sea sparkle?" Arashi asks, and clips a star out of the cardstock.

 

"Hmm," Mika thinks. And maybe that was just it.

 

Or maybe, he thinks that way only because of the liquid warmth that hugs his chest tightly whenever Nazuna passes by him in the hallway.

Like the sun, he echoes, and suddenly, it makes a lot more sense.

 

(If you are the sun,

 

Please —

 

Let me be your shadow?)