Niles sat in his bedroom, trying to snap out of the paralyzing euphoria he suffered from. Today had been the best day of his life.
Today, he and Daphne had run from her wedding, because as he had only found out yesterday, she loved him just like he loved her.
They hadn't wanted to be away from each other, so they stayed together all day.
That meant that he had gotten to hold her hand all day.
He had gotten to sit close to her all day.
He had gotten to smell her beautiful hair all day.
And tonight, just as she as she had left his house, he had given her a kiss, but not just any kiss.
It was the kiss he had held inside of him for years, the one he had dreamed about giving her for so long. It had felt so amazing, and now, just thinking about it, he couldn't move.
How stupid he had been thinking he could possibly get over her.
A simple goodbye couldn't make him forget about Daphne.
A goodbye could only make his heart wish she was there even more.
Daphne stood at the railing of Frasier's balcony, staring down at the city and thinking about the past few weeks. They had been so fast, yet so slow.
Slow because she had felt so terrible.
Yet quick because of the way she felt now.
Daphne had never been so happy.
As a soft wind blew, she thought about that wonderful kiss she and Niles had shared that night on the terrace. It was that moment when her feelings finally defeated her mind.
The war had ended, and the good side had one.
She smiled at the thought. Her brain didn't tell her that it wasn't okay.
Her mind smiled too.
The End
