Flowers Of My Love ( Yuuram )

Chapter Seven : Beautiful Wolfram

Yuuri's PoV

Stupid! I'm so stupid!

If only I noticed earlier. If only-

It's too late now! He doesn't love me.

Why!? Just when I finally realised that I love him!

Those are my thoughts as I ran out of the room. Away from my love.

I ran to my chambers. Locking myself in. I needed to think things through.

Wolfram's PoV

//knock knock//

"Come in," I said, "Enter freely and of your own will."

I saw someone give the door a gentle push. It swung open revealing Gisela holding a vase full of Orange Mock and Beautiful Wolframs.

"Why did you do it?" She said. I knew clearly what she meant but I decided to play fool.

"Good day to you as well, Gisela." I said sarcastically.

"Why Wolfram?" She repeated.

"I know nothing of what you're trying to say-"

"You know what I'm trying to say, Wolfram. You're hurting his majesty too much and as his servant and friend, I suggest you stop." Gisela said gentle but stern.

"Am I not your friend then?" I asked turning my back on her.

"Whatever do you mean?" She asked.

"You said those because you care for Yuuri's wellbeing, correct? Because you are his friend. If so, then maybe I was assuming all along that we were friends." I sighed, " When he embarrassed me in front of every place we went to, when he denied me, when he ruined my reputation, I don't think I've ever heard you tell him off."

I then looked at her, she had her eyes wide and you can see guilt seeping in clearly.

"You dare scold me for hurting Yuuri's feelings yet when he hurts me no one scolds him. That's not fair, is it?"I scoffed.

"What hypocrisy, Gisela. Utterly disgraceful." You could hear the slight disappointment in my tone.

"What's done is done. Although, I do apologize for not being a good friend. But Wolfram, you are my friend. " She said quietly, which is unusual for her since she is a strong independent woman. She must be really guilty.

"It's alright Gisela. I have no plans on obsessing with what was nor have plans to miss what is. I shall not focus entirely on the past nor fill holes in events that have already happened." I said calmly.

With that, she smiled and bowed, leaving the room afterwards.

I then stared at the vase of Orange Mock and Beautiful Wolframs on top of the tea table. Remembering the scene with Yuuri earlier.

I sighed.

What do I do?

I can't afford to be hurt once more.

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A/N:

Guys!!!! Please go read the poem inspired by this story! It is absolutely wonderful.

It's called

'You once owned my heart' by mycah0taku

Here's the link to it;

https://www.wattpad.com/355726204-you-once-owned-my-heart

Make sure to read it! It's so cute and wonderfully written.

To Mycah;
Thanks so much for using my story as an inspiration for the poem. It turned out great! Absolutely loved it! //ten thumbs up//