Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr Day 2: Flowers Everyone loved the Gavin brothers, the resident sweethearts, local tattoo artists, frequent gifters of flowers, and breakers of hearts. Wherever they went, people flocked like birds whether it was for the prodigious Kristoph or to scamper with the younger Klavier. But, everyone needed a getaway. And for Klavier, that was at a small flower shop on the edge of town. He'd spend hours away from people in the quaint building, sketching flowers as practice and sketching images of its owner, unbeknownst, of course. Something stopped him from speaking so freely to Apollo Justice, the small man who worked about the haven of nature like some forest god. And he knew the longer he waited, the worse the silent suffering would become. He suffered before, and he would do it again. He liked the familiar pang of pain sometimes. He couldn't give that up for a stranger.All Rights Reserved
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