"Hey dad.. ?" A figure asked, walking up to his father
"Yeah sweetie?" The father replied, grabbing his coffee mug and filling it with his favorite coffee, ( NAME DA COFFEE!)
"What Is..Love?"
"Well sweetie..love is..something you feel when you really like someone. Platonically and/or Romantically.."
"What does it feel like when you love someone Romantically (Sorry not sorry xd)?"
"Well, it feels like..fluttering in your stomach-"
"Like butterflies when they fly around?!?! *giggle* "
"Yeah..like butterflies flying around! But, when you love someone Romantically it feels like butterflies flying around in your stomach. You blush when ever your around them and its like you you can't help but to stare at them and admire their beauty! You would do anything for them, even if you got hurt in the process. And you think they are beautiful in anything and everything, you would see them for who they are, not who anyone else says or thinks they are, not who they were in their past. You want to spend your whole life with them and never let them go..is that all pumpkin?" The father figure asked their son with a small smile, kneeling down next to him.
"*Giggle* Yeah! Thanks dad!!" The son exclaimed back to his father with a giggle and smile, running off towards the sandbox that was in their backyard.
"I wish things would stay as they are now...But things change..I-we have to accept that.." The father figure said with a small smile, leaning against the back door (which was still open) whilst staring up towards the cloudless shining sky and sipping his drink from the coffee mug he had grabbed earlier, saying 'Worlds Greatest Jockster-Dad'
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What is..Love? (A Prinxiety Fanfiction)
FanfictionHi everyone!! I am very surprised you you clicked/tapped on this 0.0! To be fair, I'm pretty bad at writing fanfictions, but people tel me otherwise xd! SOo, if you would like to read this price of trahs , go right ahead!!! But before you do that...
