Hello! I'm back fro my trip to the province whoo! While on the ship, wait.. is that thunder? Anyways, I have written short PruHun oneshots. so here 'ya go! Last line is from a Panic! At The Disco song

Gilbert had always liked the city. It was alive, and bustling with sounds of cars honking and people pushing their way through.

It made him feel happy, that in a way, he wasn't as lonely as he thought.

Elizaveta also liked the city, she had liked it's convenience and liveliness.

Yet, the countryside was her refuge. She had been able to think and relax, sure she was quite lonely, but nothing much was ever needed anyway.

And so, she always came back there.

Back to that little wooden house that had a view of a thousand fields, a peek of the shore and hundreds of trees full of different insects surrounding her.

With that, she wouldn't ever miss the city.

Meanwhile, Gilbert disliked the countryside, he was as free as could be, yet he was trapped with the lack of digital activities.

There was poor signal and oh the wifi, there was none.

But at some point, they knew they somehow had to take a peek back. Just a little, nothing much.

When both of their journeys came to it's date, they had exactly ordered the same ship yet different destinations.

At first, it was nothing, just another person walking past each other. But something made them both glance back, only to be carried away by the hundreds of people trying to get their tickets.

' Over the millions, thousands and hundreds, what I will always see is you. 'Cause you're pulling me through.'

She hesitated for a moment, she had an hour 'til department but she liked being punctual. Last minute was not her thing. But that.. That man with white hair and.. Was it red eyes? Why was he the reason to go back?

'I have not the faintest idea of who you are yet you seem so familiar'

Gilbert shrugged. That girl, he could've sworn he had already met her. Somewhere.. But he had no friends, he was lonely, so why did he sort of remember a girl as beautiful as her?

He wanted to go back and find her. 45 minutes 'til departure, he could still make it.

It was almost Sunrise.

So they went back for each other.

They stared for quite a while. There, he had realized he had met her already, actually quite a few times.

'Cause there was never a departure time, there was never a city or countryside they wanted to see, it was each other.'

No words were actually said but he realized, the sun was up, it was her, and he was a distant memory, but she'd come back for him, to light up his lonely moon when no stars ever could.

Because the stars were like the people in the city, he knew nothing of them but they gave him a chance to not appear lonely but he still was, so she came for him.

And the sun, didn't need anyone. But in the end, would look for the moon to be with the rest of the night.

And so sometimes, there would be an eclipse, times when they don't meet each other for quite a while.

He smiled to himself, he had to wait another 12 years to see her again, in the night.

It was hard, yet as far and as different as they could be, they both knew they had each other, and their very happiness was shared amongst people who liked either the night or morning.

All was golden when the day met the night.