This one is inspired by
chazper's
Star .
Star
He wasn’t sure how he felt. He wasn’t sure that he wanted to ‘get in touch with his feelings’ anyway. He wasn’t sure how permanent this arrangement was gonna be.
She smiled at him. With a gentle flick of her finger, she spun the silver star around on the branch, light reflecting off the mirrored surface. It was mesmerizing. He couldn’t help but smile.
“Make a wish,” she coaxed, “We always did when I was a kid, didn’t you?”
Hell, no, he thought. “Not my thing,” he said as he pulled her to him, his smile broadening, his expression softening…there was always a first time, right?
sorry, I should have added the 'who', but as ever, I like the different interpretations