mr. rose grimaced as he glanced at me.
"you look more sickly than the last time i've seen you. it's very concerning," he said.
"you shouldn't be. been missing sleep, that's all," i said, sliding the roses in his hand, a grin on my face.
he looked down at them. i fiddled with my frail hands, remembering that i would someday have to justify the flowers vanishing, the cardboard boxes substituting the furniture.
and yet, he mesmerized me with his blind attention. i craved more of it, of his time, of his mind. i tipped over the counter, grabbed the money from his grasp, and laughed.
"thanks, mr. rose."
we were so close to meeting hands. reaching fingers, even. it stung horribly, and my throat felt sore thinking about the theoretical chances, but i couldn't help but feel optimistic.
maybe one day i will link my hand with mr. rose.
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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...
