Dandelions & Daisies

9

~Astrid's POV~

I woke up that evening to the pleasant aroma of dinner,and I didn't feel Mitty beside me. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed and stretched. I combed my fingers through my mused hair and pulled out my suitcase.

I started changing when there was a knock on the door. "Just a second." I replied. I pulled on one of Mitty's hoodies and a pair of my sweat pants, and opened the door. Mitty greeted me with a smile. He hugged me and kissed the top of my head.

"You sleep okay?" He asked. "Best in the longest time." I replied. He looked at me endearingly,as if memorizing my features.

"You know you can kiss me right?" I teased him.

He softly kissed me,as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He smiled into it. He kissed my forehead. "I love you so much." He murmured.

"I love you too." I replied softly.

We went downstairs and joined everyone for dinner. Christian was the first to hug me. "You rest well?" He asked.

"Yea. Best ever." I replied. He smiled and let me go in the kitchen. Clinton hugged me and kissed the top of my head. Then Jesse and Pat. After I got a bowl and plate of dinner, Clinton put his hand on my shoulder as I walked over to the table.

I looked up at him. "Can we talk? Privately?" He asked quietly. I nodded and set my dishes down. I followed him outside.

"Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

"No not at all. I just needed to thank you,for making Mitty so happy. Before you wrote,his anxiety was beating him up pretty hard." "He was down and out... Crashing and burning pretty bad after shows.." "you probably saw on social media about his recent injury.. and he'd still go all out and not care.. and that really scared all of us." "Kras and myself especially.. but since you started writing him, he's been happier. Less in his head and more himself." "I don't know what you tell him about.. cause he only ever let Kras and I see the first letter,but whatever it is.. you lift his spirits." "He'd get so absorbed when he'd write you back.. like in his own little world. That's so rare usually,but you've made it an every day thing." "So thank you for making my little brother the happiest guy on the planet. I don't know what else I would've done.." "we've tried just about everything, and nothing worked.. then you came about. Thank you for being his saving grace.." he explained.

I started crying,and I was smiling so wide,that my face hurt. I hugged Clinton tight. He held me tight.

"I love him so much. With every fiber of my being." I replied.

"I can see that now. I'm really grateful for you." He replied.

I nodded. "We should get back in there. They're probably worried about us. Plus, I'm starving." I replied with a soft chuckle.

Clinton smiled and nodded. We went inside and Mitty engulfed me in a hug.

"Is everything okay? Did he give you the big brother talk? Did he scare you? What happened?" He asked worriedly.

"Mitty,love,take a deep breath." I replied soothingly.

I took a deep breath in with him,then we slowly breathed out. "There we go. There's nothing to worry about. I promise. Clinton was just thanking me for everything and just getting some things off his chest." "It was a really lighthearted and honest welcome to the family,big brother talk,so he didn't scare me." "He was just telling me what's been going on with his emotions as of recently,that's all. So everything's okay." "He made me happy cry in fact,and that's never happened to me before." I explained reassuringly.

Mitty sighed contentedly with relief as he nodded. "That's so good to hear. Thank goodness." He replied fondly.

I nodded,and kissed his forehead. "I'm gonna get my dinner in the kitchen and we can all sit out here and you guys can ask me anything mkay?" I asked him.

He nodded. "Okay." He replied endearingly.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed my plate and bowl of food,and Jesse grabbed two drinks and we all sat in the living room. Jesse passed me a drink with a warm smile.

"So,miss Astrid,where are you from?" He asked.