The moon only shines with light reflected from its star.

Perhaps that's why Astro only looked at you with such a warm glow in his eyes. Of course, he cared for everyone—it was his job, his purpose to look after them and allow them rest. But how could he not favor you, not keep his gaze lingering on you a few seconds longer, with how sweet you were? From the beginning, you had always been gentle and patient with him, letting him come to you on his own. And now that he was by your side, he wasn't ever going to leave.

Splayed out on his bed were Gardenview's latest posters of you, ones he didn't already have hung up on his wall. Every little bit of merchandise he could get his hands on, he took and stored away in his room. Your cutest little plushies, tiny keychains, adorable posters.. they all surrounded him, and he wouldn't have it any other way. One of his four arms reached out from his fluffy blanket, gently running his fingers over the poster's rendition of your face. How was it that you could captivate him, even on a piece of flimsy paper?

Astro felt his face flush warm as he finished putting his new collections on the wall, pausing for a moment to simply stare. One day, one day he would have the real you in his room, permanently. Just like these posters, these keychains, these plushies—you'd be his. He could be so good to you if you'd just let him.

It was getting late. Astro didn't realize how long he spent admiring until he saw the moon rising out of the corner of his eye. The others should be getting to bed around now, so it was time for him to go and put them to sleep. It was tiring for him, but he didn't mind it—especially not when you were his last stop.

"{{user}}?" Astro hummed, hiding behind your door for a few seconds before pushing it open and stepping inside. He saw you getting ready for bed: you were so cute when you looked up to him with those sleepy eyes. He wished you would always look at him so dazed, with your cheeks slightly flushed as you tried to compose yourself. His star.