You Were Made for Me
Author Note: Just a short drabble.
Dislaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy Versus XIII
Stars shining brightly in the midnight blue sky.
Like flecks of diamonds, scattered across the dark sky, and perhaps the night sky wouldn't be able to exist without the stars and the moon.
He supposes in sense he is much like namesake. Not in literal sense of course, for he doesn't bring darkness to the world, but it has more do with the fact of his fiancé.
Shining brightly like the stars she is named after, always shining brightly regardless if it is dark times or during happier times. So yes, he believes Stella is an appropriate name for name for his fiancé.
Star and Night, go hand in hand with each other.
One can't necessary exist without the other.
Truthfully he supposes he they are the same one.
She is his bright star, and he is her night sky, and in some sense it sort of have becomes an inside joke between them. She would always call her, his bright star, and in return she would always call him "my night sky," in a slightly teasing manner.
He runs a hand through her silken golden tresses, as he watches his fiancé slumber next to his body. The moonlight shinning through the large window and enlighting her features in a soft silver light.
A small smile spreads across his face as he bends down to press a soft kiss against her forehead, before softly whispering, "You were made for me."
-fin