star
synopsis: “amongst the embroidered stars in the sky, you are my own light, my star”
“I’ll be the night that where you can shine, now let me protect you”
pairing: perfect child!jungmo x bestfriend!reader genre: comfort, fluff wordcount: 1k+ tallmini’s note: this is a oneshot inspired by cravity’s star. i suggest everyone to listen to it because it never failed to make me tear up. enjoy :)
Jungmo, the only child in a sprawling, loving home, seemed to lead a charmed life. Envy followed him like a shadow– the grand house, the latest gadgets, the unwavering support of his parents, you name it. Yet, at 15, a subtle weight settled upon his shoulders. He felt the unspoken expectation, the need to repay their love with unwavering success. Each perfect report card, each beaming parental smile, became a measure of his worth, a burden he carried with a quiet fear of failure.
Then, you appeared.
Your connection wasn't forged in crowded school hallways or through mutual friends. It began on a rooftop, under a blanket of stars. You, who occasionally stayed at your aunt's house—a convenient spot closer to school—interrupted his solitary stargazing. Drawn by a spark of curiosity, you interrupted his solitary stargazing. What started as a casual conversation bloomed into nightly rendezvous, a shared sanctuary high above the world.
The rooftop became your haven. You'd talk for hours, about everything and nothing, or simply exist in comfortable silence, the cool night breeze a gentle caress.
"Why do you like stargazing so much?" you asked one night, breaking the quiet of the routine hangouts that has been going on for more than 2 years now.
Jungmo's gaze remained fixed on the celestial tapestry. "I don't know," he murmured, "I guess they're just... pretty."
But his mind delved deeper. "Actually," he confessed, "the stars remind me of you."
"Me? How so?"
"It used to be so quiet here," he explained, his voice soft, "especially since I'm alone. I'd come up here and talk to the stars—which, I know, is a bit weird."
"Not really," you reassured him, "I think it's romantic."
He chuckled, a blush warming his cheeks. "Wait, I'm not finished yet. Before you, it was just… them. They listened. They were always there. And now that you're here, it feels like they sent one of their own to be with me."
"So, I'm your personalized star?" you teased, a playful smile gracing your lips. "You have a weird way of being cheesy, Jungmo."
He laughed, a warm, genuine sound that made your heart flutter. "But think about it," he countered, "we met because you saw me stargazing. Maybe they did send you."
"Then," you asked, your voice a soft whisper, "if I'm the star, what are you to me?"
His eyes, dark and earnest, met yours. "I'll be your night," he said, his voice laced with sincerity, "where you can shine brightly. Because you shine the brightest when you're next to me."
The silence that followed was thick with unspoken emotions. You both broke into simultaneous laughter, a nervous, joyful sound that filled the rooftop. Neither of you had ever spoken of your feelings, and the sudden vulnerability was both exhilarating and comical.
"Jungmo! Y/N! It's getting late! Y/N has to go back!" His mother's voice echoed from below, breaking the spell.
"That's my cue," you said, a hint of reluctance in your voice. "I'll stay with my aunt tonight, since it's so late."
Jungmo stood, his hand outstretched. "Let's go, my star."
-tallmini, 2025
