Daniel and I were walking through a park, recalling memories we'd had with each other, anything that came to mind.
"You remember when Tyler caught us making out at camp? In your cabin?" I laughed.
"Yeah." Daniel laughed, "He wouldn't let me see you after dinner."
"And yet you still snuck into my cabin." I poked him in the side, making him giggle.
"I remember him shouting, "I don't want to be an uncle yet!"" Daniel grinned.
"Oh yeah." By now, we're both laughing so hard our stomach's hurt and tears of laughter are rolling down my tears. Daniel smiled at me, kissed me and said,
"I love you, y/n. One day we're gonna make Tyler an uncle."
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