“If it was up to the two of them I’d never leave that house.” Connor said with a little sigh as he continued to help her out with the tent. Her words made him wonder how soon she’d want to leave their small town. Judging by what she said, it might be sooner rather than later. The smile on his face widened as he playfully nudged her since the last thing he wanted to ever come off was annoying. She seemed to really enjoy listening to him and was one of the only people to say it out loud, which warmed his heart. “I wouldn’t have to distract you when you’re sad, because you wouldn’t be sad, duh.” He teased as he gave her a wink. Once the two of them were done setting up their tent, he was trying his best not to laugh at the looks at it since it seemed like they missed a couple of pieces but he didn’t care. They were having so much fun, and that’s all that mattered. “I’ll take you everywhere then. Start close, then we can go see the whole world.” He said with a smile as he held out his pinky for her to take once again. “We might have to get better at putting this tent together, but we can go everywhere.” After grabbing their sleeping bags, Connor climbed into the tent and tried to get himself comfortable before patting the spot next to him. “I hope this thing doesn’t fall on us, but we didn’t do that bad for not remembering how to put it up.” He teased as he tucked a hand behind his head. “We could take this tent with us wherever we go. Maybe we’ll get a little better at putting it up.”
What he said about distracting her was playful enough the way he winked after he said it, but the thought struck Teddy like a lightning bolt - or maybe more like a crashing wave that suffocated her the longer she thought about it. The idea of being happy, and the possibility that it was a real option with a real plan behind it, was overwhelming. She slowly climbed into the tent behind Connor and laid down next to him, still staring up at the ceiling of the shabbily assembled tent, deep in thought. And he did what he always did best - the curly haired boy talked about where they would go and what they would do and how it would make them feel. He talked about the tent over their heads and how they would get better at putting it together with time and practice... Teddy just snapped. She turned onto her side, propping herself up on her elbow and cut him off mid-sentence with a kiss. Nothing fancy- it only lasted a moment, and when she pulled away it was completely, rolling back onto her back and staring at the roof of the tent with wide eyes, “I... Know that’s not what this is - that’s not what this needs to be, I just. I’m sorry, you just make me so happy. The idea of leaving with you makes me so happy.” she whispered, still feeling the pressure of his lips lingering against hers. Maybe they were growing up. Maybe that was the natural continuation of their friendship, either way... She wasn’t sorry. She just hoped he wouldn’t be mad or uncomfortable.