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timothée flips through pages of his album he made years ago, he showed me his daughter belle. she had his eyes, those shimmery hazel eyes. she even had his hair—brunette."

"she's adorable," i say.

"she's a talkative one, ill say that. i wonder if she still talks a lot or if it was just a phase," timothée wondered.

i laughed softly, "one day you'll find out,"

"don't get my hopes up. i really wanna see my girl again," he says,

"i can feel it timothée," i say, "a determine father and a spontaneous daughter, theres a lot of hope in that,"

he smiled at little, just before pulling me in for a hug. "what would i do without you," he says, we are both on the his ground, his arms wrapped around mines.
"tonight! i wanna take you up the roof,"

"what for?"

"i wanna show you the stars,"

i nod, "i'd like that,"

it was night, we followed up the roof, timothée brings a blanket, placing it on the ground. i go to lay down first and then he goes right beside me.

"the only time the guards aren't here," timothée mumbled.

i gaze my eyes out, looking for a star, our star. i point at the brightest one.

"i'm naming that one flynn!" timothée says, pointing with excitement.

"hey you stole my star!" i say.

"that'll be our star," he says,

"so flynn? like flynn rider? like in the the movie Tangled?"

"you know me so well prescott," he smiled. "i love disney films, we should watch one! belle would always play beauty and the beast, which makes sense but.." he laughs and i do as well.

"sticking to her roots i see, okay. we will have a marathon of disney movies,"

"how much you wanna bet you'll fall asleep!"

"excuse me mr. castellan but you're doubting my abilities. i'll stay awake, for sure,"

"well see about that,"

"oh we will!" i shove his arm, "we should get back before the guard gets comes up,"

"kiss me first lacy,"

"beg,"

he says with no emotions of his face, pretending to be annoyed, "please kiss me lacy prescott before i die from your lack of affection,"

i kissed his lips once, but he doesn't want a quick one, he never does. he kisses me even more. at this point he's been kissing me everywhere.

"you want us to get in trouble!" i say. "back inside now!" i demand.

"alright boss,"

then we spent the entire night watching disney movies, i must've fallen asleep cause next thing i knew his chest was the coziest thing ever. and the way his thumb pressed against my waist made me drowsy.

odd to say, i had a dream about flynn rider—maybe it was because of the star he named.

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