toy flowers ➳ miya twins ✓

sechs

Today, he planned
to take her out for a walk.

Osamu followed her trail,
falling into step behind her as she
continues to take a look around
the hospital grounds.

The garden around them looked
well-maintained, and the brick path
felt like something a main
character of a fantasy novel would
walk on.

(First Name) kneels in front
a patch of primrose, fingers
brushing its petals as she smiles
down on them.

"They say love is similar to
caring for a delicate flower,"

She says, smile growing as she
looks fondly at the buds, then
at him.

"You told me that before."

Osamu smiles.

"I'm glad you remember."