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The Greatest Story Ever Told

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[Y/N] stood in her room, every piece of clothing was laying all over the room, she was packing everything needed for college; She looked her room once more, the ocean blue of the walls make the white stars she painted across the room stand out.

Her laptop was above the plush bed, the itinerary for her first year open in a doc, she grabbed it, closing the document so she could see her background photo, it was a photo she took of TB a few weeks back, he had fallen asleep on her bed, still sitting, his hair rarely loose and not in those intricate hairdo’s he loved so much. She smiled, looking at the corkboard in front of her; the many many photos she had of him and her family were all over the place, a few medals hanging as well, the several tokens of her life she proudly showed, it was a compilation of her life.

There was a photo of her and her parents when she was only a few weeks old, another of TB and her in what it sort of look like the middle of a dance in the living room, a few birthday letters of her friends and some Delivery menus stuck there as well .

Her life has been anything but boring and normal, the Gods presence always been a major thing for her, he had always been with her. Ever she had memory Tech Boy was included, her best friend. She often called him was ‘Her moon in the sky’ as a joke, but deep down it was true, no matter how many stars surrounded her, no one will shine brighter in her eyes than him.

It was almost unfair for the rest, she loved her parents deeply, after all they were her parents, they gave every ounce of love to her, they shape her to become who she is today. But her relationship with Tech Boy was something else, she couldn’t explain it, but it just is, she felt whole being with him, since she was a child she felt the same way, if he wasn’t there something was missing deep inside her.

At first it was desperate to feel that way, even more when you are a child and that feeling seems to be the end of the world for you. Now, even if they never been apart for more than a few weeks, she feels she could handle it, doing her day-to-day activities, only because she knew he would eventually come back.

The clock on her nightstand mark 4:33PM, he was supposed to be here almost an hour ago, he had been gone for a couple days, so she made him promise to help her pack, not that he actually would, that God-ego making him not want to do any ‘A boring human job’, so he just sit there talking to her about millions of things, his days, new ideas, the only thing he always missed details was how he worked and with whom.  

Touching the backside of her phone, a small circle scanning her fingertip before unlocking it, her system was actually bare, only had a few apps in there, again, thanks to a certain overprotective God, who will never be explained fully anything to her about why.

Sometimes she couldn’t figure him out, not even knowing him her entire life, he was and egotistical God with a not so clean vocabulary, more wit and knowledge than someone normal could never have. He always walked like he owned the room, and loved to have the final word , a little whiny sometimes, not that she ever tell him that. A smart-ass God, basically.

But, he also was considerate, understanding everything she ever told him, never thinking that her feelings were meaningless, always making time and effort for her. Even if he never told him anything, she knew he was more busier that he let on.

He was kind, and thoughtful, always knowing how to cheer her up, they created a sort of telepathy between each-other words weren’t necessary for them to know what the other one was thinking.

And sometimes, more that he realized, she found him staring at her, his face in complete calmness, his eyes soft as her lips form into a small smile, those where the times she couldn’t figure him out.

Opening the text app, she wrote to him, knowing that it wouldn’t be much longer before he showed up.

A rush of nervousness came to her, soon she’ll be leaving her home, the place where she had grown up, her parents, the wonderful couple she could call mom and dad, they gave her so much, in return she hoped they were proud of her.

[Y/N] grow anxious, she wanted to ask TB something important, she had talked to her parents that instead of taking a flight to another state she could take her car and drove there, the God being her traveling partner in crime. Both of them looked at her quizzically until she explained her fear.

She didn’t know after starting college Tech Boy would be by her side, at home he had all the liberties to be around, he could show up and go whenever and however he pleased, she also know that both her parents work towards goals only he could help. This trip may as well be their final trip together as they are, so she wanted to take advantage and make the best of it.

Her parents laugh at that, for some reason. They said yes to the whole idea, making a plan to have everything safe for the road on the upcoming days. Before leaving them to their own, her mom say something to her.

‘Honey, believe me, after all these years there is one thing I can assure you, he’s not taking a step forward without you moving your feet first, God or not, some things are what they are’

She wanted to ask her to explain it, but to her it sounded more on the deep connection they had, of course they wouldn’t just never see each other again, maybe they misunderstand her, it just felt like everything was about to change.

A snap of fingers break her deep thoughts, in front of her was the God, his eyebrows crunched in worry as his head till to see her face.

‘Helloooooo, earth to [Y/N]? Everything fucking alright? And why does it look like a tornado came to your room?’ He whistle while his hand made a whirling motion, she looked at his other hand, a small brown paper bag dangle side to side, the logo of her favorite cookie store printed on the side.

He follow her gaze, pulling it up, at the same level at his eyes.

‘Really? I come here and all you think is about the cookies? The insolence’ That make her eye roll, his voice with no real anger just playfulness, she stood up from the bed, giving a step forward her body touching his.

‘I’m sorry my moon, I’ve just been so hungry almost famish as I waited for you to arrive hours ago, no, it must be months by now’ She touched her forehead with the backside of her hand, the mock on her tone now gaining an eye-roll from the God, before placing the bag on her waiting hand.

After a few hours of packing and eating cookies, they both ended up laying on the bed, him laying on his back fully stretch and her sideways leaning on him, her arms on top of his chest, this was almost a routine for them.

‘You know...’ She mutter half asleep, ‘Maybe you should stop using as many sequins if you know I’m going to put my face on the fabric’ He only hummed as to say ‘I heard you but’s not going to happen’.

After a few minutes in silence [Y/N] push her half body up, so she could see his face, his face was relaxed, eyes half lidded turn towards her, expecting.

‘TB I......I wanted to ask you something’ She didn’t know why she suddenly was nervous, but she guested that it was the excitement of taking this journey with him, doing something new. ‘I will be going to college in a few weeks, so I was wondering if you wanted to go with me, a road trip just the two of us. It will be great, shitty attractions, shitty food, not so shitty motels, I'll tries to find places that ypu don't hate so much and all sorts of that stuff. I wanted to spend the last few days I have with you’

She didn’t expect a snarl from him, he opened his mouth to say something, but he only chews the inside of his cheek.

‘Right.....college’ Waiting for him to elaborate and just getting a pissed off look make nothing easier for her.

‘Yeah? Are you angry about me going to college, really?’ He moved his gaze of her, deciding the ceiling was more interesting than her, and she wasn’t having none of that.

She moves almost her entire body on top of him, her face coming just a few inches above his.

‘Hey! Why are you suddenly so mad? All I ask is to have a few days traveling with you, a person I fucking adore, and you’re mad? Do you not want to go?’ The tone of the voice started angry before turning sad at the theory it might be.

He grabbed her by the arms, pulling her more to him, if that was even possible, the gritted his teeth, trying several times to say what he wanted, ending grunting in frustration before pulling her up and turning her into the bed, changing positions for a brief second before finally getting out of bed.

‘I’m not mad at you, it just.....Fuck!’ It was something new for Technical Boy to not to have an answer at hand, he always knew what to say, because he always knew what he wanted.

So with that, he just vanished, his presence not longer in the room, [Y/N] did not move, not understanding what just happened, only getting a ding on her phone. She quickly grabbed it, knowing from who it was.

‘I will go with you to the fucking road-trip. I just, need some space. I’m sorry my sun’   

The text confuses her even more, what the actual fuck cross his mind to act like that? She quickly answers him, feeling like this with him fell off, and the phantom hole in her chest return.

‘Ok, Take care my moon’