Every Now and Again
100 Drabbles
#13: Future
Words: 269
They had been sitting together now for nearly an hour; the sun had almost set. Their silence was neither comfortable nor awkward: merely silent.
"Baka, do you ever think about the future?" Her words were soft, reverent. Mildly surprised at her tone and the sudden sound of her voice he looked out onto the water and thought 'all the time' but responded
"Maybe, why?"
"Just wondering." She trailed off.
"About what?" He couldn't help himself. Curiosity killed the cat after all.
She blushed "Oh, just if I'll ever get married, have children, a husband. Have someone who will love me and protect me and do all of that always and forever stuff?"
He was speechless. She was too young to think about those things, wasn't she?
"I don't think you'll have to worry. You're bound to find someone who will give you the world."
"Do you think? You think someone could actually love me that way? You know unconditionally?"
He could only stare at her. How could she not know that everyone in her life loved her unconditionally? It was an inevitability of knowing her. He watched as she absently picked at some invisible spot on her leg.
"Don't worry about it. I know you'll find someone."
She looked up at him through her lashes and smiled a smile which lit up the darkening evening sky. "Thanks" With that she ran off home reassured for the time being.
The future, of course he'd thought about it. He'd thought of it all, children, a home, and all of it had her in the picture, as his wife. Unconditional love, forever.