I miss you today and tomorrow the same

"Geez, here you are being given the opportunity to make your non existent love life bloom and you're thinking of throwing it."

David sighs and rolls his eyes, not like he was truly bothered by the idea of Lucas rejecting Blake. Perhaps he was more content with that idea than he thought.

David was met with silence once more, as Lucas' gaze remains staring upon the flowers that bloomed in pots literred around the streets. It gave life to the other wise dim stones of the Guild. A pop of color amidst shades of grey. All of them being planted there personally by the Ice mage standing right beside him. Perhaps there was a metaphor somewhere out there.

(This is literally just David and Lucas yearning for one another.)

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I'll be bunching up all of my future Snow drop fics here to save my ahh from creating new books every time