Chapter Seventeen 

Sophie brushed through her hair silently, trying to get out as many knots as possible--which was hard considering she had spent the previous night tossing and turning, completely ruining her hair. She spent most of the night trying to convince herself it was just going to be like any of their normal dates, then feeling slightly saddened when she found herself convinced. Saddened enough to make her have to redo the cycle, one that lasted the entire night. 

She knew she fell asleep at one point, she just couldn't remember when. She didn't remember any dream, which she was somewhat thankful for. No dream is better than a bad dream. The only thing telling her that she had even fallen asleep was the fact she woke up. 

"Hey, Soph, how much longer until Keefe picks you up?" Edaline questioned. 

Sophie jumped, startled due to the fact she didn't hear Edaline sneak up behind her. "Soon," Sophie informed. "I'm just trying to fix this mess." She gestured to her head. 

Edaline smiled at her and said, "You know Keefe loves you no matter what you look like."

"I know," Sophie replied. "It's just... I want to look really good for this particular date."

Edaline looked at her in surprise. "Oh, and why is that?" She looked away nervously. 

"Do you know something?" Sophie asked her mother, frowning. 

"No," her mother replied, shaking her head. 

Sophie shrugged. "Well, I was looking through some things and realized that today is the anniversary of when Keefe and I met," she said, not exactly lying. She didn't want to know if he was proposing or not, and she especially didn't want her mom to be the one to tell her if he was planning it. Suspicion was suspicion, though. 

"Well, that's sweet you guys planned a date then today. Your father and I are going to head out, I'll see you later Soph."

"Bye mom," she called out as Edaline walked out of her room. It took another three to five minutes until Sophie finally gave up on calming the storm that was her hair, she would just have to deal with it. After that she changed into a simple white dress, not thinking too hard about it as she tried putting some black leggings underneath. It took staring into the mirror for almost ten minutes to convince her that she looked okay enough and didn't need to change much. 

After that she put on all her necessary jewelry, avoiding rings in case she was about to get a new one. She moved downstairs where Keefe sat in the kitchen drinking a slightly green liquid, and she decided not to bother asking what it was. When he noticed her walking up he immediately sat up in his seat and grinned. "Hey, beautiful."

She took the seat next to him and kissed his cheek. "Hey, what's the plan?" 

"I don't have one," he told her, smiling. "I figured we plan too much and let's just go out and live today."

She grinned as he leaned down and pecked her lips. "That sounds mighty fine to me," she replied, happy to just get to spend the day with him. With how happy she was to just spend a day with him, suddenly she found herself grateful that she would get to spend the rest of her life with him. Even if that wasn't the day, even if he didn't plan to propose that day, she knew in her heart that one day he would. And then after that there was only forever. 

They went back up to her room and both laid down side by side on her bed and started to catch up with each other, even if it hadn't been that long since they saw each other. After talking for about two hours about stories from the last time they had truly had a long conversation about updates in their lives, the two moved on to simply bringing up the past and after another two hours they had talked about some of their favorite memories with each other. 

After the four hours of talking were over they moved downstairs and raided the kitchen for a quick meal before moving towards the kitchen where instead of talking about the past and present, the two decided to talk about their future. It was a normal conversation for the two of them, but Sophie almost felt as if this specific talk of the future was going to be more real than all the others combined. 

"So, I know we've kind of talked about this before, but how many kids do you want?" Sophie started. "I know elves have this whole thing with multiple children means with each child they grow weaker, but I personally think I might want multiple kids."

"I don't know, kids are hard to deal with," Keefe replied. "I'd say we start with one and go from there. I don't think I'd want more than three."

"I definitely think you're right with that part," she agreed. "No more than three." 

"What abilities do you want our future kids to have?" Keefe questioned. "We've never really talked about this one."

Sophie thought over the question, she hadn't put much thought into her future kids and the abilities they would have been granted with. "Let me think about it, what would you want?"

"Maybe a telepath like you," Keefe stated. "It would be really cool, except you could secretly tag team against me."

"Not an empath?" Sophie questioned. 

"Definitely not, being an empath gets to you." He frowned. "You don't just feel the emotions. If you're not properly changed, you receive the emotions. It can be harder to deal with than you think."

Sophie nodded in response, remembering a conversation they had about that in a time before. "Well, being a telepath isn't all that either," she informed. "At this point, I think I'd want my kid to not be that too crazy. Maybe a vanisher. It's not too crazy but it also seems like lots of fun."

"It drive you nuts trying to chase a hidden child around," Keefe said with a small laugh. 

"I'm hoping by the time they manifest I've already been driven nuts enough that it stops bothering me," she replied with a grin. 

They continued to talk about any future children, and Sophie was able to learn of a few more abilities she had yet to learn about that she was interested in, even picking one of them to be something she wanted her future child to have. 

Soon enough it was late at night and the two were laying on the floor, still talking about their futures. Sophie turned and laid on her side, staring at Keefe as he made lots of hand motions whilst telling a story to her, his face passionate and his voice changing to mimic each person's own. She suddenly felt her start beating as she really realized this was exactly what she wanted to have for the rest of her life, the man in front of her was who she wanted to grow old with--well, as old as elves could get--and the man she wanted to start a family with. She could imagine it all there in that one moment, and she couldn't ever remember being that in love with Keefe Sencen. 

Not as she laid back and said, "Hey Keefe, what do you say we get married?" 

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sorry i'm literally so busy since my show opened tonight and we're having shows all this weekend and next. the only reason i was able to push myself and get this out rn is because gooD MATCH REACHED 50K ARE YOU KIDDING ME. ik a lot of you haven't read good match and you're new readers and wow i appreciate y'all like thanks for waiting until i was decent at writing to get on but idk there's a little place in my heart for the story i wrote at 14 and ik 14 year old me would be crying rn if she knew what she wrote would have reached that many views. like whoa. 

also last week i met colleen ballinger and a bunch of my internet friends so here's a picture of that since i said i'd send a picture after it happened: (i'm the girl in the striped shirt and glasses if you didn't know what i look like lmao all the others are people i met online who are my dearest friends and i love them sm)

OKAY SO CHAPTER QUESTIONS:

1. do you think that picture of me and my friends is cute?

 2. what are your parents names? mine are alan and jessica

3. oOF WHAT'S THE TEA ON THIS CHAPTER Y'ALL. WHAT DO YOU THINK? WHAT DO YOU WANT TO HAPPEN? WHAT'S GOING ON. IDK, DON'T ASK ME. I'M JUST WRITING IT.