FIC REC #1D (MORGAN WROTE A THINGY!!)
MORGAN WRITES ALL TEH MOST PRETTY THINGS AND I LOVE THEM ALL BUT ONES ABOUT STARS AND CONSTELLATIONS AND PRETTY BOYS WHO FANCY THEMSELVES A TINY PART OF THE UNIVERSE THE MOST OF ALL
THE CREATION OF URSA MAJOR by robpat
T | stars and constellations and a museum with mars cookies and stories you could listen to under the stars for hours and two boys whose universe is each other and a new boy who fits in the middle of it all and wow that's vague BUT JUST GO READ IT | 22K | niall/zayn (zayn|louis)
summary: Niall would pull him all the way if he could, wrap his sunlight infused hand around Zayn’s and pull them up until they couldn’t breathe. And Zayn would let him, only to return (loyal, dependable, periodic) and settle around his Sirius before he’d float off again.
read it because of:
“My very own Sirius,” Zayn murmurs back, brightest star in the sky and he listens for Louis’s soft breathing, the creak of the bed when he shifts. “You know who told me that story?”
“Who?”
“This guy at the museum,” Zayn says. Niall, with the blue eyes ripped straight from Aurora Borealis and hair blonde and bright. “I wonder what other stories there are, you know?”
“You should ask,” Louis says, voice slow, raspy and thick and lazy. “Go back and ask ‘im. Not right now though, ’s our time right now, yeah?”
“Later,” Zayn tells him. “And then I’ll come back.”
Because Zayn is Louis’ Halley’s Comet and Louis is Sirius, brightest star in the sky. The museum holds other parts of the universe, bits of puzzle pieces that fit together like stars in a constellation. Niall is a part of that, eager and loud and a whole galaxy of knowledge at his disposal. He’s his own part of the universe, set in motion just like Zayn and Louis, and Zayn wonders which part Niall is, which star or comet or loyal, orbiting moon matches Niall the most.
“Later,” Zayn settles on.
“And then you’ll come back,” Louis adds. “Always come back.”