White Roses (Fyolai Fanfic)

☆Gardens☆

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Under the starry night sky, silenced and hushed, the cool breeze gently brushed against their faces, creating a sense of serenity and intimacy. Fyodor sat with his back against a large tree, his arm wrapped around Nikolai, who had snuggled close to him for warmth and comfort. It was a gesture of affection that Fyodor was still getting used to, but he welcomed it with an open heart.

It was a breach for love, they sat under a garden. A garden filled with white roses, Puschkinia's (Russian snowdrop flowers) And white lilacs. Nikolai twirled a white rose intertwined in his fingers, while his feet played with the snow. 

a soft smile graced his lips, and his eyes sparkled with delight. The serene beauty of the garden and the night sky above mirrored the tranquility he felt in that moment.

Fyodor couldn't help but watch Nikolai, captivated by the way he seemed so effortlessly connected to the world around him. There was something magical about the way Nikolai embraced nature, finding joy in the simplest of things like the delicate white flowers and the soft touch of snow under his feet.

"You have a way of bringing beauty to everything you touch," Fyodor said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"My love I could not hear you" Nikolai giggled, reaching one of his free hands out palming Fyodor's face

Fyodor blushed, his heart skipping a beat at Nikolai's touch. He cleared his throat, trying to steady his voice, but his words still came out as a soft murmur. "I said, you have a way of bringing beauty to everything you touch," he repeated, this time a little louder, though his voice still carried a hint of shyness.

Nikolai grinned, delighted by Fyodor's bashful response. "Well, I suppose you bring beauty to my heart," he replied, his thumb gently caressing Fyodor's cheek. "You make everything feel brighter, Fedya."

Fyodor's already red cheeks grew visible, his pale skin could almost blend in with the snowflakes that flew around the two, creating the cutest and most beautiful scenery to draw themselves into.

Fyodor leaned into Nikolai's touch, feeling a warmth spread through him. He couldn't help but smile, grateful for the affection and love he felt in Nikolai's words and touch.

"You have this magical way of making me feel special," Fyodor said, his voice gaining confidence as he spoke. "No one else has ever made me feel this way."

Nikolai's eyes softened with tenderness. "And you, my love, have a heart that's so pure and kind," he said, his fingers trailing down from Fyodor's cheek to his lips. "Your laughter fills my soul with joy, and your touch sets my heart on fire."

Fyodor's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, but he couldn't tear his gaze away from Nikolai's adoring eyes. He felt a rush of emotions swell within him, knowing that he had found someone who cherished him for who he truly was.

"I'm so glad I met you, Nikolai," Fyodor whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "You've changed my life in ways I never thought possible."

Nikolai leaned in, their foreheads touching gently. "And you've changed mine," he said softly. "You've opened my heart and shown me a love that's beyond anything I could have imagined."

In that moment, the garden and the world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own intimate bubble of love. Their lips met in a sweet and tender kiss, sealing their feelings in a silent promise of affection and devotion. 

Under the starry night sky, surrounded by the beauty of the garden, Fyodor and Nikolai basked in the magic of their love—a love that had blossomed like the white roses around them and had the power to fill their hearts with joy and wonder. And as they held each other close, they knew that this night would be etched in their memories forever, a night where two souls found solace and warmth in each other's embrace.