happilyeverbeginning | Don't even try out that frown / 'cause your man is back in town [donald x daisy]

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Don't even try out that frown / 'cause your man is back in town [donald x daisy]

Christmas in Disney Castle was usually an extremely happy and festive time. The entire courtyard was decorated, and everyone in the kingdom was invited to come inside to celebrate. Many were joyfully opening gifts, exchanging worm food, and singing merry songs... but not everyone.

After a while, Daisy couldn't take it any longer, and fled the castle. All those cheerful smiles... it had just been too much. There was only one thing she wanted for Christmas, and he wasn't there. It wasn't his fault, not really - he had his duty - and it was selfish of her to demand him home.

She tried to recite that over and over in her head, but it didn't lessen the pain any. She retreated to the empty court gardens, wiping her face, and then holding herself.

"Oh, Donald..."

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Daisy would soon find that the court gardens weren't as empty as she thought.

The distinct sound of webbed feet drew closer, followed by an unmistakable voice.

"Hi, Daisy..."

He sounds tiny, and sheepish

Daisy froze, her back to that voice. It couldn't be. It was impossible. Had her grief cost her sanity? Slowly, tentatively, she began to turn around, her eyes watering.

"... Donald...?"

What does he say to her? What even is there to say to her?

"Merry Christmas?"

Silence hangs in the air, as Daisy finally accepts this is real. Her fists clench, and then she can barely see him - her eyes have welled up with tears. She makes a choked sound - it could have been his name -

And then she runs towards him, almost tackling the dear boy down as she hugs him as tightly as her fingers will allow.

"Donald!"

He lets her practically tackle him, and once she's in his arms, he wraps them around her.

And for a moment, that's all they do. Just stand there in an embrace. Donald, in particular, is trying to make this somehow make up for all the time they were apart.

Daisy's mind floods with a million questions - how was he able to get back? Are the King and Goofy all right? Is everything finally over? But she can't get any of it out - and none of it seems to matter, ultimately. He's home. He's safe. He's here.

"You... you... you..." She chokes out, cupping his left cheek with one hand and frantically kissing the other, "You stupid... do you have any idea... I was so worried..."

"Daisy, I'm so sorry," He replies when he's able to get a word in edgewise between Daisy's kisses, "you know I had to keep with the mission..."

You know he's serious because he let her calling him "stupid" slide without comment.

After a few more hard sniffles, she presses her wet cheek to his, afraid that if she lets go, he'll be gone. Again.

"I-I know, I know they needed you, but... but I need you too!" A choked sob. "Why can't those worlds protect themselves? Why... why can't you just stay safe..."

She can probably feel his whole body tense up, trying desperately to not also break down.

"I'm here now, and I'm safe, and I just wanted to--"

He pulls out of the hug just enough so he can get a good look at Daisy.

"I just wanted to spend the holidays with you..."

The finality of those words hits her like a punch to the gut. Her eyes widen, and her body begins to tremble.

"You... you have to leave again. Don't you."

He doesn't reply, his silence says more than any actual words could.

Daisy takes a big step back. Now she feels like the tears will never stop at this rate.

"... No... NO! No, you can't DO that!" The scream comes out louder than she intended, and she shuts her eyes tightly. "You can't just... waltz back in, and then leave me again! That's not fair!"

He was afraid of this happening.

He knew that it would break her heart for him to visit, only to have to leave again. But it was just as heartbreaking for her (and him) to not check in at all.

"You know I'd stay if I could, Daisy."

"Then stay!" She knows he can't. She knows it's horrible to even suggest it. But she's never been able to suppress her emotions well - her fists bang on his chest, but it's weak. They both know she could throttle him without breaking a sweat, but she just doesn't have the energy.

"Why can't someone else save the day? Why does it always have to be you? Why can't you be a boring, useless guy like everyone else? Why..."

Donald would be lying if he said he never considered it. He's not a Keyblade wielder, after all, never was, never will be. Sora, Mickey and Riku will be the ones to save the day, not him

He lets Daisy bang on his chest without so much as a reaction, or rather, without the expected reaction. He eventually cups one of her fists with his hands.

"I knew this was a bad idea, that it would--" Donald cuts himself off, overwhelmed by emotion.

It's not fair to Sora to have to go it alone, and Mickey's far too invested in this for Donald to turn his back on his best friend's mission. Loyalty to his friends meant breaking the heart of the woman he loved, and he had no idea how he would ever make it up to her. If he even could.

He squeezes his eyes shut and presses their hands up to his forehead, "I just wanted to see you again..."

It hurts that's not fighting back. Normally when they would argue, he could give as good as he got. If he screamed and ranted and became utterly unintelligible, that would have been great - because it would have been normal. It would've meant things were okay again. That she could blindly think nothing could hurt him anymore.

But he's not fighting back. Nothing's normal. Nothing's okay. It won't be for a long time.

Was it a bad idea, though? Would it have been better if he never showed up at all? Daisy chokes - she can't ever say that. Because it's not true. Just to have proof he's okay and alive...

Her breath hitches several times. "I'm so afraid of losing you." Her voice breaks, and she stops resisting, stops moving, just hanging her head. "I'm not strong, like the Queen... I can't stop imagining all the worst things... and I don't have magic, like she does, or smarts, like the chipmunks, there's... there's nothing I can do for you, or for anyone! All I can do is just... wait, and worry... I can't do anything for the one I love most..."

To be honest, he's afraid of being lost, so many members of his family have vanished without a trace, he doesn't want to be just another lost branch of the family tree.

"You're there for the Queen, I'm sure she appreciates that..."

He sighs, this is awkward, and painful, but this was something that had to be done. He can't avoid her just to protect her from heartbreak. (Of course, in reality, he was trying to protect himself from the heartbreak)

"Daisy, when this is over, I'll find a way to make this up to you, somehow."

The Queen? If anything, the Queen was there for her - it was Minnie who consoled Daisy when her grief became too much to bear. Daisy shakes her head, pulling back her hands - only to hold Donald close, her head on his shoulder.

"I don't care about 'making it up'." Her voice drops to a pitiful murmur. "When it's over... just come home. That's all I want."

"I will..." He replies, his voice gentle.

He holds Daisy tightly, for however long she wants to be held. She might not care about "making it up" but he still feels like he needs to.

Daisy presses him as close as her body and fingers will allow, as if she can leave an impression on his heart.

After a few more sniffles in an effort to calm down, she cups his cheek, and kisses him deeply.

The truth was, she already left an impression on his heart.

It's probably one of the most passionate kisses they've had in a while, because it's been so long.

It's the sort of kiss she wishes could never end, soft and sweet and magical. When she must pull back, she still holds his cheek, her voice a whisper.

"... Merry Christmas, Donald."

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