Black mist Rubbed his head resisting the urge to fall asleep on the kitchen table. Normally, he wasn't awake until about nine or ten PM, but it was hard to stay asleep when your pillow was decidedly a morning person. At least Astral made him coffee.
"Aw," speak of the devil. "The flowers are dying." Black mist looked up, to find about four or five dying daffodils in the windowsill, Astral was delicately cupping one in his hand as he spoke.
"So?" He grumbled, his voice soggy with irritation. It was far to dam early for this.Astral just sighed and gave him a look between a 'I knew you'd say that' smile and an annoyed glare.
"geez, if looks could kill. Anyway, any plans for today?"
"I promised Yuma I would help him with his dueling skills today," Astral apologetically informed him. Humph, well, I'll would find something to do, wait... An idea sprang in his head.
"It's fine, I was gonna do something anyways."
-Later-
After Astral had left Black mist had changed into his most conspicuous clothes and sneaked into the flower-shop down the road praying no-one recognized him, he had a reputation to uphold after all. Now, for the THIRD time that day, he looked though the 'romantic' bouquets.
Did they have anything that wasn't roses or lilies!? I mean, can you get more cliché?Some young Florist started bringing out some new arrangements, and FINALLY something caught his eye. It was relatively simple, just a bunch of hydrangeas with a few carnations. It wasn't exactly perfect, but it was better than roses. At least it was blue, Astrals favorite color, he had even dyed his hair a light blue!
After paying for the flowers, Black mist rushed home and replaced the daffodils in the window with the new flowers. Then he sat down with a novel Astral had suggested weeks ago. Secretly he was eager to see Astrals reaction. He could wait.
"I'm back," So Astral was FINALLY home. Black mist recognized his greeting with an uninterested noise. "Huh?...oh, Black mist," Don't look, Don't look, Don't look, Don't -ACK!
He suddenly found his head tilted slightly to make room for astral trailing multiple soft, warm, delicate kisses up and down his neck. The kisses stopped as a soft pair of lips rested on his ear.
"The flowers are beautiful, I REALLY appreciate them. Thank you, Black mist." Astral whispered in his ear. What a thanks... He spent a moment finding his senses, HE was the one usually doing this kind of thing to Astral, but, well, why waste an opportunity. Black mist turned and smiled.
"You had better 'appreciate' them" He mumbled. Then tilting his head exposing most of his neck and shoulder, he put on a cocky grin and stated "now then, how about you continue 'Thanking' me somewhere a little more comfortable?"
