Ataraxia (SaeranxReader)

Photographer

-Chapter 13: Photographer-

"Madness is the protest of sensitive people."

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It was the first time I had such a comfortable sleep.

I didn't open my eyes for a while as I spun between the black silk sheets. Noticing the silence in the room, I got up from the bed and looked around while rubbing my eyes. I was alone in the bed and felt how big the bed felt without him. Saeran had probably woken up early and hadn't even opened the curtains, probably so as not to wake me up. I smiled to myself.

When I think of last night, I felt happier every second. I wrecked down his walls. I succeeded finally. He had accepted me. My heart was beating with excitement. I can't remember ever being this attached to a man before. Saeran was one of a kind, unique. He was a sparkling diamond in the filth of this world. And we belonged to each other.

I slowly got out of bed and walked to the window and slowly opened the curtains. Below in the garden, a believer was watering the rose bushes. Of course, I was going to meet Saeran in the garden today! He had promised me.

Since the door connecting the bedroom and control room was closed, I gathered my clothes on the floor and made my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, dried my hair and got dressed. I happily opened the door. "Saera-"

He wasn't here either. The computer screens were on, but Saeran was not here either. As I approached the computer desk, I noticed that he had left his bracelet of decorative thorns there, next to the keyboard. There was a note next to it. I smiled when I took the paper in my hand.

"Little troublemaker,

I'm going to talk to Savior about postponing your purification ceremony. Then I'll grab a few boxes of ice cream and come to the garden.

Don't think about running away. I will find you wherever you go. :)

-Unknown."

I took the bracelet and put it on my left wrist. I felt like a high school girl in love. I mean, we weren't one of those classic romantic couples. I didn't even think we were a couple yet, but after all, we were just two broken souls clinging to each other. No one could tear me away from Saeran anymore. We could get through his traumas together. Maybe fate is smiling on us this time, huh?

I took my phone with me and walked out of the control room, closing the door behind me. The Mint Eye was the same as always, the believers walking silently past me in their dark blue robes, the faintly lit corridors, so no one bothered me. When I asked a few disciples I met how I could get out to the garden, they pointed the way to me without any problem.

When I found the door to the garden, the two believers on guard opened the doors for me without a word again. I slowly made my way towards the garden, accustoming my eyes to the sunlight.

I'm not exaggerating, it was the most perfect garden I've ever seen in my life.

Rose bushes, lavenders, begonias, daffodils, bluebells, forget-me-nots, hydrangeas, primroses.. In short, this garden had whatever you were looking for. I've always had a fascination with flowers, so I've put a lot of effort into learning everything down to their meaning at the time. But what caught my attention was the lily of the valleys, which grows in a different corner.

Pure love, the return of happiness, undoubtedly become happy.

My favourite flower.