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FLOWERS

kenny omega

kenny had a few days off and you being a writer, you could easily work from home so for a whole week, he decided to take you to his little cottage in canada, his mini paradise as he so affectionately called it. it looked like it was straight out of a movie. peaceful, not at all city-like, quiet, the only sounds you could hear were the birds chirping, the grass rustling and the occasional scuttering of whatever small creature came to pass by. it was surrounded by different greenery and vast amount of flowers all in different hues which he impressively knew lots about, holding your hand while telling you all about them, the ones you could pick and the ones which would be better off as just being looked at. you were mesmerized at the sight of him, the sun hitting his face just right, the way his free hand moved as he pointed and gestured at the plants that surrounded you, the relaxing tone of his voice rough but sweet.

hangman page

the sun was hot and high in the sky as it shined down on the both of you. little beads of sweat rolling through your forehead and hands deep into the soil as you planted a bunch of new flowers you've had your eyes on for a while into your ever expanding garden, something that you both worked very hard on, they were gorgeous and vibrant little poppies, the way its red stood out from the other flowers was amazing. planting was something that the had both of you enjoyed, especially when you did it together. there was just something so special and intimate about the comfortable silence that was in the air as you and adam were next to each other tending to your succulents, hands brushing ever so often.

matt jackson

you were missing matt dearly. he was all around the globe with business meetings and wrestling, it has been a while since he was with you for more than three days but of course, you understood, he would do it all for the business that he loved. there were just times where you wished that he could spend more time with you. you slept in your bed alone, something that wasn't foreign to you anymore but when you woke up, there matt was, chocolate brown eyes tracing your features and he smiled, reaching over to the bed stand to grab the liveliest bouquet of flowers you've ever seen. chrysanthemums in the softest shade of pink along with a few small white daisies and dark green leaves all over. they smelled heavenly and a smile graced your lips as he pressed his to yours with a "good morning".

nick jackson

'baby's breath, statice, baby's breath, statice' your forehead was tightly knit in focus as you continued your project. in the rented house, nick was still typing furiously on his laptop replying to a number of emails he had received. finally, you gave a sigh as you put in the final flower and connected the two sides to make a flower crown that you were about to offer your boyfriend. you giddly skipped into the house, holding the gift behind you and with a large smile on your face. nick took quick notice of this as you entered the room and he already knew that you were up to something as he quirked eyebrow at you, shutting down his laptop. you ordered him to close his eyes which he obligated into doing and you happily put the flower crown on his head. you handed him a mirror and the look on his face was priceless, amused at your antics.