CHAPTER 005.
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It wasn't before long since night time arrived.

Muttering incoherent words under your breath, you have your eyes gazing up at the skies. Despite being coated in darkness, you can still perceive the outlines of the clouds-along with the moon and different cluster of stars.

Wandering the small town with Luck constantly trailing behind you for hours, you soon decide to settle yourself once again in a children's park. Honestly, you don't feel very comfortable sleeping in a bench; but since leaving your house's your choice, do you even have the right to complain.

Well, the area may be dimlighted and cold, but at least you felt assured that you are safe. The park's completely surrounded by tall fence, and Kristiania, the night-duty patroller of the park, is very generous enough to let you stay in the park for the night.

You are grateful.

Although you aren't exactly certain if you would still be welcomed to stay for the next few nights. People are not really allowed to sleep here.

An exhausted sigh leaves your lips when you feel a cold gust of wind sweep through you.

Sluggishly tugging the newspapers just a bit above your chest, you make an attempt to fully cover yourself from the cold.

It's useless, however. Considering the thickness of these newspapers, it's not even that thick enough to serve as a blanket. A tired sigh escapes your lips.. You press down the tiny hint of annoyance that you are currently feeling inside of you.

Instead you face yourself to the backrest as you embrace yourself, pressing your black hoodie closer to your body in hopes that it would be enough to protect you from the cold.

You feel more uncomfortable in your lying position, but there's nothing you can do.

Well-at least you still have a bloated grey backpack to serve as your pillow from this thick wood bench, which anyhows makes your life easier.

But even though you know that you should be contented with your situation, you can't help but mutter incoherent words under your breath.

You then hear someone chuckles beside you.

A tired sigh escapes your lips once more as you sullenly and quickly recognize the identity. Of course!-it is no other than the Luck.

No, don't get yourself wrong.

You aren't that mad at Luck anymore.

Instead what you're feeling right now is disappointment, for his sole existence has now become a reminder of the bizarre predicament that you are currently placed in.

Even so, you still feel grateful for his presence.

Turning your body to the other side, you see the creature standing a few meters away from you. That big smile of his stretches out of his handsome face unnerves you, but you mainly show him a frown. Having an understanding that you are only feeling this way because Luck is not a human being like you...

While his constant teasings can be quite annoying, it still somehow liften up the mood. Luck's eyes sparkling dark blue in the darkness. Pretty, you mentally appreciate, of course it is. Those beautiful blue eyes doesn't belong to this world.

You snort when he suddenly asks you a question. Don't you regret leaving him?

"Regrets?" You shake your head to yourself. "Not at all, especially when you told me about that. I don't think I'll ever regret it. Instead, I feel rather guilty for the guy. He seems nice, but he is being involved with the mess I-" accidentally "-caused."

"You're not a fan of him?"

You shake your head. "I only like his role before."

"Ah, that's why..." Luck thoughtfully mutters to himself, seeming to realize her behavior. Then it's no wonder you acted so casual around the actor? If you had been a fan, then you would've taken the opportunity to stay with the man.

But you didn't .

Somehow though...

Luck has a feeling that you would have still refused Star even if you were a fan of him in the first place; you just seem decent enough to do that.

"Can't we really do anything about this fuck luck?" You can't help but wonder out loud as you find yourself once again thinking of that.

You don't want to trap Star into this; you do not want to involve anyone into this mess...

Luck laughs before vanishing in an instance.

Before you can even whine at his disappearance, all you can suddenly see is his dark blue eyes. Your faces are so near; your heart almost bursts! You let out a yelp as you reflexively sit up, painfully slapping him across his face afterwards.

Pak!

A sharp smack is then heard slicing through the air. Your hands then fly up to your mouth, covering it, while Luck gapes at you, surprised by the slap.

"Wow," he breathes out in a daze.

He places a hand on his affected cheek, rubbing the skin that's still stinging bad from the impact. "That hurts," he continues to say in a breathless tone. It was the first time he has been slapped by a human-by anyone. Luck has no idea what to react.

Well...

It was his fault! you retort.

Until now, your heart beat is still racing so fast, and your face are still flaming red! You feel embarrassed from the sudden closeness and a bit angry. You narrow your (E/C) eyes as you speak-almost stammering in the process as you go.

"You deserve it! You invaded my personal space!!!" you angrily exclaim at Luck, cautiously scrutinizing him and any of the tiny actions he does. Fortunately, the creature learned his lesson as he, with a pout, quickly maximizes the space between them; he still has both his knees bend on the ground as he retreats backwards.

This mortal is crazy, Luck thinks as he stares at you. It's not like he would have kissed you!! Well, but aren't you such a lucky girl? He didn't get mad by your slap; Luck was instead left befuddled.

If you had only managed to successfully piss him off-even just a little-then your tiny existence would have already been erased off the face of this earth.
But no!

Luck did not even have a small feeling of anger towards your violent touch. Based on this alone, the creature can already conclude that you are truly a lucky being.

"Sorry," he apologizes in a deadpan tone, "I thought you wouldn't care; but then I realize just now that you're still innocent."

A grin slowly forms on his face.

You huff, rolling your eyes at his insincere words. He is obviously trying to tease you. Innocent? So what?! You feel your cheeks slightly turn pink before lowering your gaze to your lap.

He chuckles at the sight of your blush, really loving that flustered look on you.

"And yes, there's nothing we can do with your luck. You have to accept that already, (Y/N)." You press your lips. Luck does not understand why you're still being against with this. You're like living the d̶̬̤̯̬͋̅̒̌̏̋̈r̵̞̖̩̣̰̻͐́ͅë̴̳̀̀͂̎͝å̷̛̯͕̝̱̟̒̊͂̆̾̽͆̕m̴̢̨̢̫̮̱̪̻͒͝. "What exactly is so bad with helping you attain a hot lover?"

Both speak at the same time.

"Everything!" you exclaim.

"Nothing!" he implies.

Processing what you just stated into his mind, the white-haired man raises a brow at you. Everything? Confused, Luck opens his mouth and is about to ask you regarding your answer when something catches his eye.

More like someone.

A half-smile grows on his handsome face; he crosses his arms as if amused by what he is currently seeing. "Well, look at what we have here, (Y/N)." You are confused at his sudden change of reaction and a bit scared. Looking over your shoulders to inspect the culprit of that change, you instantly wish you didn't.

You can't help but gasp at his appearance.

"Star?!"

Simultaneous to her reaction, his electric-blue eyes meet yours. It widens as he's also shocked to see the one who ditched him earlier here. He grips onto his pajama pants while he gawks at you, wondering if he is hallucinating right now.

You gladly return that back as you meanwhile wonder to yourself how did he get here. The park's made sure to be locked, and the night patroller Kristiania heavily guards the area unless...

You take a glimpse of that sneaky Luck in the corner of your eyes while making sure not to drop your gaze from Star. You see his smirk gone as he just gravely observes the situation before him.

"Well, that was fast.." Luck whispers to himself, "It was too soon for you guys to meet." He hasn't even used the full capacity of magic yet for this fuck luck yet, but it is already working as Star's slowly getting drawn closer to you without his awareness.

"He can't see you?" you whisper as you continue to look at Star. You notice that he is in his sleepwear outfits. His blue matching pajamas, which is very cute, has bananas spread all over it.

Luck almost laughs at the stupid question, but he cannot blame you for not knowing. "Nope. he can't. Only a few selected people can see me."

A smile dawns on his face as he turns to you.

"Like you, (Y/N)."

Oh, okay.

You don't bother talk to him anymore as the actor finally begins to make his way towards you- almost in a haste motion as if he is very afraid for you to disappear before his eyes again.

Running a hand across his golden- blonde hair, the actor wonders to himself if he's still dreaming. He then finally reaches to where you're sitting at; and to his great relief, you are still there.. You are already standing by the time he's in front of you.

"(Y/N)?" he tests out your name.

You blink your eyes as you stare at him.

He is really tall and handsome even when his face's fully bare right now. Your attention completely stolen by Star; you didn't realize Luck slowly slipping away as the man instead chooses to secretly observe the pair from afar. A gulp; you mainly gulp as you hear your name roll out of his tongue.

You have no idea what to say-especially when that just happened earlier. Certainly, Star must still be mad at you for ditching him. So you stay quiet, fearing that he'll yell at you or something.

Your silence only confirms Star's assumption.

You're truly here.

But instead acting out what you imagined the actor to be doing, Star suddenly wraps his arms around you, pulling you close for a hug. Your whole body instantly stiffen at the sudden affectionate embrace; your face's completely turning red.

Startled, you quickly recall the fuck luck.

Of course, what else must it be. It's no other than Luck's magic working right now. Not even hesitating, you push him away as you scream out a pervert!

The young man, of course, felt slightly dejected by your rejection; but upon seeing your adorable expression, he can't help himself from bursting into laughter. He is not even slightly offended by your accusation.

You do not find that funny, however, as you only narrow your eyes at him. "Seriously? I can sue you for this, you know."

And that sue matter again- Star already knows that you are homeless. You don't even have a house, where in the world would you even get money to hire a lawyer to sue him? Besides, Star does not mean to brag; but he's quite powerful too.

Star laughs. "Oh, really."

"Really."

Star shakes his head to himself, grinning as he gives you those stares once again. Unconsciously, you slowly start to fidget your fingers. The silence lingering between the two of you starts to get too uncomfortable. Turning your head to Luck for some comfort, you immediately realize that he's gone.

Fuck.

Star then begins to speak; the smile on his face gone and replaced with a serious expression. "You know, (Y/N)- before we have a further talk regarding that suing matter, you still have something to explain." The young man lets go a sigh, crossing his arms as he interrogates her with a quiet tone.

"What happened earlier?"

Star's forehead crinkles as the frustration he's keeping in starts to seep out of his features. He places a hand on his head, looking at you with a troubled expression.

"I don't understand. Did I do anything wrong?" his voice almost shaky as he speaks. Star inhales then speaks again, "you merely excused yourself to the restroom, but you- you never came back."

"You made my parents worry."

"You made ṃ̴̨̟͉̱̙͙̩͌͗̑̑̋͒͒̚͘͜ę̶̠̻͔͖̀͛̎͐́̀͛̂̍̽ͅ ̶̧̢͈̳̜̾͒͐͌̽͘ẅ̵̼́͝ő̷̢̰͓͔̹̬̲͔̅̑̿̓̾̇̀r̶̢͉̣̤͔̙̙̃̒̓̚r̸̢̗̘̜̟͇̮̝͛̒̊͌͂̔̑̈́y̶̙̹̱̬̖̳͆̂͗̔́͋̾͗͝."

His electric- blue eyes, bright with intense feelings as he looks at you. You unconsciously take a step back- a bit taken aback by his expressive concerns for you. Oh shit, you whisper to yourself. Pressing your lip, you swallow the fear down as you decide to be honest.

"I-I freaked out earlier. I'm sorry. Your parents seemed so keen with the 'idea of us being together' that it scared me. All I can think after that talk is to escape- and so I did." You cautiously watch Star, who only exhales out a sigh from your reply.

He closes his eyes, deep in thought.

So that's the reason.

Star thought that something bad might have happened to you; but no, it is not that at all. Nothing happened to you. You just chose to leave him.

Why? Why though?

Opening his eyes, the young man stares at you-simply wondering what to do with you.

You feel a bit unnerved by his gaze.

"Star?"

Your soft, confused voice snaps the actor out of his deep thoughts. He decides to let the matter go. Star can't just exactly blame you for leaving him. Those parents of his were acting too forceful, too weird.

He runs a hand across his blonde hair, forcing out a sigh from his lips. "Okay, I understand... Just don't do that to me anymore. You really caused a lot of troubles for me earlier."

You avert your (E/C ) eyes to the ground, not liking how Star constructed his words. Just why in the world does it sound like he's planning to talk to you again?! Shit, it is the f*ck luck, isn't it?! You purse your lips, troubled by your thoughts.

On the other hand, Star is carefully scrutinizing you. His blue eyes, scanning you from top to bottom, but not in a judgy manner.

You look alright; good. His blue eyes later falling on the bench behind you. He quickly perceives your back pack and several piles of newspapers.

The relief for your sake immediately vanishing.. as Star squints his eyes at you. "What's that?"

"Are you- are you planning to sleep here?!!" A hint of alarm slipping through his voice, and you instantly take note of that You frown, slightly insulted. Well, what did he expect; you're homeless! He doesn't have the right to be concerned with what you do or want; the guy should better yet leave you alone.

"(Y/N)?"

You snap out of your thoughts the nods at Star. "Well... I am homeless. What did you expect?" you scoff, taking a seat in the bench.

Hostility heard in your voice.

Star helplessly observes you, still unable to comprehend the fact that you're really planning to sleep outside with no company, no protection.

Just you; alone and vulnerable.

You feel his gaze full of sympathy, and you'll admit it-you are very embarrassed being caught by Star in such a pitiful state like this.

But well, this is how life is for you.

Tired, you're about to take the newspapers when the guy suddenly grabs your wrist, roughly pulling you up from your seat and close to him.

"What the f*ck?!" you swear out loud.

It is almost the first time you dare to spit out loud words of profanities in front of him. Star, who does not usually like hearing curse, expresses displeasure. But instead of scolding you for your choices of words, Star scolds you for sleeping in the park.

"I can't let you stay here, (Y/N)," Star firmly states as he his head, "I'm too much of a gentleman to do that. I-I am going to take you home with me," he resolutely declares as he begins to drag you away.

"Star?!" you quickly hold the bench with your other free hand, expressing your fear towards him instead. "I-I'm fine being here. I am safe. I can just lock the gates again, and Kristiania is here. She's patrolling the area!" you try to convince him; but he's not taking it.

"Oh, you mean the one I saw sleeping at the guardhouse, (Y/N)," Star sarcastically snides at you as he struggles to detach you from the bench. "And (Y/N), it doesn't mean that the park is enclosed, you'll already be safe from any danger. Anyone can just climb over the fence or snippet those with a wire cutter."

You press a sigh.

Seriously? How'd he even get the idea? No one's idiotic enough to trespass a children's park.

After a whole ten minutes of bickering, you get damn so tired by him. You eventually give in, solemnly dropping your hold on the bench. The golden blonde - haired man begins to yank you again as soon as you sadly take your grey backpack from the bench.

You can clearly see that Star is completely serious about sheltering you; you don't dare to argue any more longer, not wishing to receive an earful of words from the damn actor. Even so, you are still reluctant by his proposition; but what can you do?

Star is firm with his decision; he would not let you sleep in such kind of an environment. So.. you stop struggling and stay quiet.

You can just kick him in the crotch if he ever dares to do something weird to you. It's not that difficult to do. Your gaze falls over to his shadows that's slowly walking like its owner.

Star glances over his shoulders, satisfied that you are not fighting back anymore. He's just trying to help you; why will you react so badly to that. It's obvious from the way you act that you are not one of his fangirls.

He sighs. But seriously though, who in the world would be so willing to invite a homeless into their houses?

Him, probably?

But he's not really not the type of person...

There's just something about you, Star thinks, something that he cannot point out yet...

A smile feels like tugging his lips when he perceives you unconsciously pout from something. But maybe from interacting with you longer, he'll discover that soon.

Passing by the guard house with that night patroller still having its sleep, Star perceives his bright- red sports car parked not far away from the gate.

Soon, they both enter the vehicle with Star firstly acting his gentleman part-opening the door for you just like he has done earlier noon.

"Thank you," you murmur, entering the car.

Meanwhile, there is a pair of dark blue eyes glimmering in the dark. Luck slowly averts his gaze away from that lovely couple-a big, unnatural smile plastered on his flawless face.

"Well, you did join him after all," he later mutters under his breath, nonchalantly shrugging at the sudden turn out of events.