#aulltoowell

he reaches out to ruffle her hair, a smile growing on his lips. ‘glad to see you got your humor back.’ he chuckles, dropping his hand and letting their shoulders bump gently. the boy turns to her, face growing serious after a moment as he checks her over makes sure she’s oaky. ‘and just so you know ... you’re important to me too.’ he pauses before adding, ‘you brat.’ 

the bonfire roared behind them, his hand outstretched to her as she sat on the log before it. his smile reads a thousand words and he shakes his head, already pushing her protests away - if there are any. ‘tonight i’m gonna dance.’ he nods, grabbing her hand and pulling at her to get her to stand up. ‘for all that we’ve been through.’ he pulls again, a laugh escaping him. ‘but i don’t wanna dance, if i’m not dancin’ with you.’ 

     “she looks like she’s been through it.”