Straight? Sorry I'm Gay [bl]

1.6: A Vow Of I Love You

[HEYY YA'LL LONG TIME SINCE I UPDATED THIS RIGHT! ANYWAYS THIS ARC WAS WAY MORE FAST-PACED THEN I THOUGHT, I'LL TRY AND SLOW IT DOWN FOR THE NEXT ONE! ANYWAYS THANKS FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND SUPPORT! THIS CHAPTER IS SO AHHHH SO FLIPPING ROMANTIC! ALSO, I REALISED I'VE BEEN REFERERRING NIAN AS NIAN INSTEAD OF MO! SO UH YEAH! ANYWAYS ENJOY! LOVE YA!~<3 ]

ALSO SHOUT OUT  TO THE LOVELY @enibae_rocks! our lovely winner of the event!

AND YES BEFORE ANYONES SAYS IT'S FROM HEAVEN'S OFFICIAL BLESSING!

"I LOVE YOU MO."

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From the window comes a refreshing flow of air, enlivening the senses and relaxing the breath.

The windows of the house both reflect and absorb the sunny rays, and in that, they sparkle and take on the lively shadows of the leaves.

There a gorgeous male sat peacefully. His butterfly eyelashes fluttered closed as a gentle smile played at his lips. The feeling of the makeup brush paints across his lips painting it a rich ruby red. Then they moved to his hair, carefully doing it in a hairdo before clipping any stray hairs. His luscious head of black was adorned with ornaments before a veil was placed over everything.

A bouquet of flowers was placed in his hands, something that wouldn't usually happen in the ceremony but it seemed the groom wanted to gift them to him.

Nian finally opened his eyes. They trailed to the abundant array of flowers. A bouquet of various roses sat, his favorites. He could help but let a single tear trail down his cheeks as he chuckled lovingly. The memories rushed into his mind from the past years. His disciple seems to remember all the meanings he had told him. Nian gently caressed the petals, laying a gentle kiss on the delicate layers.

White roses symbolize purity, innocence, reverence, a new beginning and fresh start. Pink roses meaning grace, happiness, gentleness. Yellow roses representing jealousy and infidelity. Orange roses to show desire and enthusiasm. Lavender roses meaning love at first sight. Finally red roses symbolizing love. 

The male couldn't help but hold the bundle close to his chest, inhaling the familiar scent that brought comfort to his very soul. A soft giggle left him. He felt like a maiden, the thought made him chuckle softly. 

The maids also couldn't help but smile before ushering him into the carriage where he would be lead to the place his love would be sealed.

'Everything seems to be happening so fast. I remembered when he was a child he would always tug at my robe begging for cuddles! That was the cutest!

Then when he was older he would pretend to be upset and pout, so he didn't have to confess he wanted a kiss on the cheek.

Every day he would give me a flower and tell me the meaning of them, the brightest glee on his face as he gave it to me with muddy hands.