XXX: Wilted Flower
The Mask She Didn't Wear | Hidden truths and false identities, where someone is blamed for a disguise they never chose.
The sun began to set, casting a fiery orange glow across the sky, birds chirped contentedly.
The trio walked beneath the vibrant hues, their bags crinkling with every step.
"Thanks for the dress, Riki! I can't wait to wear it!" Iris exclaimed, her eyes sparkling as she flung her arms around the tall boy.
"Yeah, yeah, just keep that smile," Riki chuckled, unable to hide his amusement at her excitement.
They had just left the mall after an epic shopping spree, their bellies still full from the feast they'd devoured.
"Dude, seriously, thank you," Minho added, nudging Riki with a proud grin. "You're the best."
"Don't get used to it, sugar baby," Riki shot back, shaking his head in mock disbelief. "This is the last time I spoil you. You need to get a job and stop leeching off me."
"Why bother? I like this arrangement," Minho replied, pouting theatrically. "I'll just keep living the dream while you work your ass off."
"Fuck off, Minho. You're practically forty," Riki snapped, rolling his eyes. "I'm only spoiling Iris from now on. She actually deserves it."
"Excuse me? First of all, I'm still eighteen-"
"Forty. Keep going," Riki replied, his tone deadpan.
"Whatever! Just remember, Iris is my girlfriend!" Minho declared, lifting his fist as if ready to swing at Riki.
"She doesn't need to be my girlfriend for me to spoil her, right, Iris?" Riki nudged her with a grin, raising his eyebrows in challenge.
"Ah, y-yeah! Totally!" Iris replied, a bit unsure but laughing at the chaos around her.
"Ugh, screw you, Riki! You better give her back, you douche!" Minho rolled his eyes, shoving Riki away as he pulled Iris closer, possessiveness flaring in his gaze.
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𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 ✦ ʟ.ᴍʜ
Mystery / ThrillerYou are quite like a wilted flower, neglected, dried out, and crumbled into pieces. But, why did you still catch my attention with that beyond-belief beauty of yours? All you need is a little love to bloom, a little care to grow colorful, and a litt...