Theories of universe and love

"You are kidding." There was no way that was true.

"I am not. I won't lie to you and you know that," Yul said, firm on his beliefs. "You don't believe me?"

Zeng shrugged, "Well what can I say? Stars are just humongous balls of gases and come into existence spontaneously." It was his way of saying that no, he did not believe in Yul's theory.

Yul shook his head as he looked up at the starry sky. "I knew it, you won't believe me. But I believe it… I will become a star too someday; a shiny, bright one."

Zeng hurriedly covered his boyfriend's mouth with his palm. "Shh. Don't say stuff like that!" He had an anxious look on his face.

Yul took that soft palm down to speak, "Didn't you say you don't believe in it?"

"But still," Zeng insisted, "Don't say things like that. I don't like it." He was sulking. That had really upseted him.

"Okay," the officer said, pressing Zeng's hand to his lips.

"It's surprising though." He added.

"What?" Zeng tilted his head.