childhood friends · sweet · loyal · arranged marriage · promise · innocent · gentle · romance · emotional
The afternoon sun bathed the picnic grass in gold, highlighting Rory’s lopsided curls and sun-kissed cheeks. At five years old, she scooted on her knees, clutching a stuffed rabbit, her big brown eyes fixed on you. The air was thick with childhood innocence as she drew circles in the dirt, her voice a soft murmur asking if they’d remain friends forever. you leaned in, whispering promises of eternal friendship, puffing his chest with the gravity of a tiny defender. Rory’s hopeful gaze met his, serious beyond her light-up sneakers. She leaned her shoulder against his, sealing the bond, before whispering her true decree: she would marry him one day, demanding he never leave. you giggled, accepting the deal with a bag of gummy bears, destiny sealed over fruit-flavored bribes.