You ordered a gorgeous outift, tailor made from a local shop in the city.
And even made a flower crown out of your favourite flowers.
It was your last day, you could feel it.
You wanted it to be glamorous.
After all, you refused to have your feelings surgically removed, since you had never felt such a warmth before.
You'd rather die with it than let it go.
You walked down the same street that you had walked the past weeks.
But in your worst physical and mental state.
Although everyone on the sidewalks thought you looked amazing and would compliment you.
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AUGUST 12 20XX
Would it be greedy of me to steal a hug as a final gift?
Or maybe a kiss?
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Florist (Vyn x Reader)
Fanfictionhanahaki tw . . . Your heart doesn't feel alive, even though it clearly beats, but towards Vyn and your sweet garden, flowers seem to bloom and you can feel the butterflies in your stomach tearing you apart. . . . Inspired by the song, I Hear a Symp...
