 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Even at his tender age, Declan knew that the flower was delicate; he knew that all plants were. It also helped that Diego reminded him. Guidance from the older Melo-Dreamer was always welcome. Which was why he gently booped one of the petals with an index finger. Even that slight touch helped to add to the joys of his day. “Perfect!” he echoed, straightening up to cling to Di with both hands once again.
His gaze fixed on Di with great interest and curiosity. So.. in a way he was a plant! Dec’s facial expression changed to one of happiness as he processed the words of wisdom. It all made sense, because yes, he would grow up to be big and strong! Diego was so smart with the way he linked plants to him! Dec began giggling as his chest was tapped. “Big, strong like papa and daddy!” he said with great realisation and wonder.
“Declan loves Diego.” It was the forehead kiss that fuelled the words, but he meant them with all his heart. “Siii, seee, Si!” The younger boy giggled once more and eagerly stuck his hands out as instructed. “Hooo! Hooo!” Declan called out loudly, flapping his arms in a gentle manner of an owl riding thermal in the sky.
This was SO much fun!
Wheee! |