Like a shooting star
Mar. 26th, 2026 11:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravensilversea Fandom: Katekyou Hitman Reborn
Relationship: Byakuran/Miura Haru
Rating: G
Tags: Canon Compliant, Double Drabble, Fluff, Wingfic, Established Relationship, Flying, Late at Night
Summary: Haru has never been up so high
Prompt: KHR Hanami 2026 Day 1: Flight |Blanket Fort
Notes: Title is from A Whole New World from Disney's Aladdin, which also happens to be the song that was loosely stuck in my head while writing this lol
Ao3
The sky stretches out beneath her, all dark rolling hills and twinkling lights. Wind whips through her hair, pulling it out of her ponytail until it blows free. She laughs, and the sound rings.
Above her, fiery wings shield her from the worst of the cold. They cut through wispy clouds like butter on a hot pan. Beneath them, her arms glow like dawn’s light.
Haru should be afraid. It’s a very long fall to the ground after all. But the arms around her waist hold her securely to a firm chest, and her lips still taste of marshmallow sugar, and she knows if she looks up, she’d find lavender eyes which have seen across thousands of worlds and there isn’t a single one where he’d let her fall.
“What do you think, my Haru-chan?” Byakuran whispers in her ear.
“Haru thinks it’s beautiful.” Then, wistfully, she adds, “I wish I could see us from the ground. Perhaps we would be a shooting star Haru could wish on!”
Her angel laughs. “Ah, my sweet Haru-chan, never change. What need do you have for wishes anyway when I’m with you?”
And Haru finds herself unable to name even a single wish.
Relationship: Byakuran/Miura Haru
Rating: G
Tags: Canon Compliant, Double Drabble, Fluff, Wingfic, Established Relationship, Flying, Late at Night
Summary: Haru has never been up so high
Prompt: KHR Hanami 2026 Day 1: Flight |
Notes: Title is from A Whole New World from Disney's Aladdin, which also happens to be the song that was loosely stuck in my head while writing this lol
Ao3
The sky stretches out beneath her, all dark rolling hills and twinkling lights. Wind whips through her hair, pulling it out of her ponytail until it blows free. She laughs, and the sound rings.
Above her, fiery wings shield her from the worst of the cold. They cut through wispy clouds like butter on a hot pan. Beneath them, her arms glow like dawn’s light.
Haru should be afraid. It’s a very long fall to the ground after all. But the arms around her waist hold her securely to a firm chest, and her lips still taste of marshmallow sugar, and she knows if she looks up, she’d find lavender eyes which have seen across thousands of worlds and there isn’t a single one where he’d let her fall.
“What do you think, my Haru-chan?” Byakuran whispers in her ear.
“Haru thinks it’s beautiful.” Then, wistfully, she adds, “I wish I could see us from the ground. Perhaps we would be a shooting star Haru could wish on!”
Her angel laughs. “Ah, my sweet Haru-chan, never change. What need do you have for wishes anyway when I’m with you?”
And Haru finds herself unable to name even a single wish.
