daphne:
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it was cramped but daphne hardly noticed, it was all too reminiscent of the countless times they would sneak into each other’s beds during a sleepover. their beds were too small to accommodate both bodies comfortably but they never cared because together they felt happy and safe. ❛ feels like forever ago, ❜ she murmurs, a soft smile gracing her features. the memories of their past coming to the forefront of her mind as they laid beside one another. it’s hard to forget someone who meant so much to you, regardless of the space and time. ❛ yeah and you would cover my eyes at the scariest parts because i was a cry baby, ❜ daphne giggles, recalling the memory as though it were yesterday. ❛ but i swore i was a big girl and could handle it every time. ❜ she shakes her head, amused. ❛ oh my god, do you remember when i rode my bike into the mailbox and cut my leg ? i cried because i had an ugly scar and the next day you went on your bike and purposefully fell — you showed me your scar and said, ‘look, daph, now we both have them.’ just so i wouldn’t feel alone. ❜ she smiles to herself, dewy eyed. ❛ that’s one of my happiest memories. ❜
Vincent inched a bit closer. There was a warmth in his chest, brought about by memories of happier days. Having Daphne next to him and cuddled up like this, it felt just like they were seven again and were hiding out in blanket forts of their own invention. His lips formed into a wistful smile. “Every time, I felt scared while watching the scariest parts, I would always sit through them because I’d remind myself that I need to give you a recap because your eyes are covered,” he chuckled at their childhood antics. When she said the bike memory, a softer laugh fell from his lips and the warmth he felt intensified. “I tried falling off about three times, but it was worth it. Remember when we tried running away? But we only got to the border of the Eight before we decided we’re not gonna survive on our own? We had this whole intricate plan, and you packed all your dolls and I packed my model airplanes,” a soft sigh escaped him. “Those were the best days.”










