Will was the sun. He always had been- radiant, shining. A blessing to all those he crosses. Even when he’s tired or worn out, he offers warmth.

You were the stars. Shining, but only for him. Like a mirrorball. You reflected what others needed, never the center of attention, but always there. Never perfect, but good enough. You craved to be perfect for him.

But how could you be perfect for him when his boyfriend, Nico, was the moon? Cool and chilly, but devoted. All Will needed.