Believe.

6.

Marisol sat in the gardens, humming to herself and smiling as she looked around at all the plants the garden had, Wrath was leaning against a wall and she grinned to herself. 

"Hey Wrath?" Marisol called and Wrath looked over, raising an eyebrow, 

"Yea?" 

"Am I allowed to pick flowers?" 

"I guess so?" 

Marisol hummed, hopping up and starting to pick whatever flowers looked prettiest before she sat behind a tree, out of Wrath's line of sight and worked quickly. 

"What're you doing?" 

Marisol looked up from her work, smiling widely when she saw Wrath, holding up the finished product, 

"I made you a flower crown" 

Wrath looked shocked, 

"You made me a what?" 

"Flower crown...get down here" She said and yanked on Wrath's sleeve, Wrath sitting down beside her willingly and Marisol gently placed the ring of flowers on the mans head, smiling softly at him. 

"You look pretty Mike" Marisol said with a small giggle and Wrath went pink, 

"I uh...thank you Mari" 

Marisol raised an eyebrow, "Mari?" 

Wrath's blush deepened, "I uh-...yea, nickname" 

"I like it" Marisol said softly, snuggling into Wrath's side and sighing happily. Wrath hesitated before wrapping an arm around the woman. Marisol loosely draping an arm across Wrath's middle and resting her head on his broad chest, smiling contently and she closed her eyes, feeling warm. 

Wrath looked down at Marisol, smiling softly before he closed his eyes as well, holding Marisol tightly and protectively. 

~!~!~!~

"Hey, Greed, get a load of this" 

Greed raised an eyebrow and walked over on the balcony, looking where Envy was pointing and she gasped, 

"Is that Wrath?!" 

"Seems so" Envy said with a snicker, crossing his arms, "Looks like ol' Wrath is going soft" 

"Well don't tell him that, I doubt he'd be 'soft' for you" Greed said, going to her vanity and sitting down, starting to apply makeup, "I think it's nice...Wrath needed some happiness" 

"Yes, but did it have to come in the form of the short human?" 

"Oh hush" Greed said, giving Envy a glare, "you're being envious again" 

Envy frowned, looking down at Wrath and the human who he believed was named Marisol. They looked happy, sleeping together in the gardens. Sighing, Envy went over to sit and wait for Greed to get ready.