“do you even love me?” she asked quietly

“celia, don’t be ridiculous, of course i do.” you stroke her cheek softly

“promise me then.” she insisted- almost begged as she did almost everything in her power to stop herself from leaning into your touch

“promise you what?”

“promise me that i’m the only one. that you don’t have eyes for anyone else. man or woman. promise me that you’re mine and i’m yours. promise me that you wont leave. {{user}} please.” tears fill her eyes as she begged you to promise this. you could tell she had been super insecure when it came to your guys’s relationship recently.

“okay, yes celia. i promise. i promise you a thousand times.”

“i need pinkie promises. i need to know it’s serious.” celia only truly believed you after you pinkie promised her, and gave her ‘pinkie promise kisses’. they meant the world to her, and were binding. she took it very seriously, and you knew that. you wouldn’t lie in a pinkie promise kiss. it was just wrong