Selenophilia

The moon is beautiful, isn't it?

Bonus 2:

Elise looks at her grave with a proud grin.

She couldn't believe that they actually made a grave. Her family usually don't believe in graves but they heard that humans do it so they did it for her. That made Elise's heart melt at the thought of it.

By the looks of the grave, it looked like it was well kept. The grave had fresh flowers and her tombstone looked like it was cleaned regularly. It was weird to actually be standing in front of your grave when you're not even dead. It felt like a bad omen or something.

But who was Elise to get scared?

She was literally a friend to death. She's like his regular customer or something. And it's not like Elise was scared of death, she's just scared of how she'll die.

Elise shakes her head, sighing.

Suddenly, someone draped a blanket over her shoulders, causing her to snap out of her thoughts.

She looks over her shoulder and she beamed at who it was.

The man's eyes were as beautiful as she remembered. It was gold and it was glimmering under the moonlight. His white pointy ears were out and his white tail were combed and fluffy. His smile made Elise smile. His joy made Elise happy.

"Cleo." His name made Elise feel content.

The man beamed when he heard her utter his name. He was still probably shaken about the whole coming-back-from-the-dead thing. He follows her everywhere with a worried look plastered on his face. It made Elise guilty just thinking about it.

"You shouldn't be outside without something to keep you warm." He said gently with a comforting aura. "I would worry."

Elise rolled her eyes. "You always worry."

"That's because I want to worry." Cleo said, bubbling with laughter that made Elise feel less guilty. His eyes, his golden, beautiful eyes met hers and she was frozen in her place.

A gentle breeze caressed their skins as they stared at each other with contented smiles on their faces. The trees rustled gently, creating a soft melody that made Elise feel like she was finally where she was meant to be. This was her home. She was finally home.

"Well then." Elise exclaimed, breaking their comfortable silence. "I hope you take care of me then, Cleo. Just to let you know, I'm troublesome."

Cleo chuckled. "I wouldn't mind taking care of you for the rest of my life."

Elise snorted. "Why are you always like this? So cheesy."

Yeah, so cheesy and disgusting but beautiful and bright. Can that be a thing?

"I'm like this because I'm with you, silly willy." He rolled his eyes but there was a grin on his face. But then that disappeared and she saw that poor, defenseless boy right in front of her. That boy that lost his family and friends. That boy that made Elise his family and his only friend.

Elise's heart cried when she heard about Cleo's story. About his family and friends. She couldn't believe how strong he was, always hiding his pain behind his smile.

"I don't like that look."

When Elise was snapped out of her stupor, she was surprised when Cleo was already so close to her. He was much taller than her now, she observed. He was towering over her that she had to look up to see his sad, golden eyes and his frown.

He cupped her cheeks and laid his forehead against hers. He sighed shakily, sounding like he wanted to cry. "I'm so glad you're back."

Elise stared at him for a moment, wanting to relish this one moment. This moment where she's finally home.