the scorching point at the abyss of my abdomen built up whenever he was nearby. i was anxious. i even started misremembering to sprinkle water on some of my plants because of mr. rose, and it was terrifying. i've never admired someone more than my flowers.
i have never cherished someone. mr. rose was the first personality i've relished, and i don't even know his name.
here he was!
"hey, mr. rose," i said, that now being my customary salutation.
"hey. i got a comment yesterday from someone saying they knew who i was."
"you got a comment? hey, you must be pretty famous around here," i said, dressing his roses.
"i wonder if they know me by a name."
i smiled at him. "of course they do. you're mr. rose!"
he grasped the roses from me and gave me the dollar bill. "you must be right, i am mr. rose."
my heart trembled as he shuffled out the door.
mr. rose was an iris flower, illuminating and iridescent, even in the moonlight.
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roses. | eren x levi
Fanfictionmr. rose doesn't love eren. mr. rose just loves eren's roses. ❀❀❀ eren's life as a florist has been nothing but uneventful, and he likes it that way. ever since he disconnected himself from the only people in the world he knew, the only interaction...
