[REQUEST]

Before you and Bora had died, he had whispered something to you while holding your hand.

“Ill see you on the moon.”

…that’s where you both seemed to be now, your hand held your neck, your breath hitched as you looked at Bora, your lover, and you both seemed.. fine. Despite the fact you were both seemingly standing on the moon.

“Ah..”

Bora hummed, his voice seemed calm despite the fact that both of you could feel your lungs burn, there wasn’t air on the moon, though it did seem to have some lenient room in this limbo.

The stars seemed to brighten Bora and your face even more, the black sky contrasting to the bright stars.

Bora smiled, his lungs burning like yours, before he took took your hand, holding it gently.

He spun you, holding your hand as he held you through steps of dance.

The lack of oxygen would surely catch up to both of you, as it seemed to just get worse the more this dance went on.

“It’s a party..”

He huffed out, coughing once.