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The Prettiest Flower

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“ hey my dude. ” so here’s the thing. beck’s been haunting this place for a while now ( knocking over plates and books like a phantom grumpy cat ) with complete intentions of scaring the absolute shit out of the current occupant. but… beck’s been haunting this place for a while, and said occupant doesn’t seem to be having the best of times lately, which puts a HUGE cog in his plans. so here he is, lounging on their couch like he lives here ( which… ), so casual and cool with a ring of keys around an upheld finger. “ ‘m gonna cut to the chase and say you’re having a shitty time, so i’m gonna keep the haunting LIGHT this year. ” and to prove his point, he’s carefully rattling the keys in his possession, letting them get the idea before half-asses a pseudo-spooky, “ oooooo~ ” while his other hand knocks over whatever the fuck’s on the side table by his head. this really only lasts for a few seconds though, and he’s sitting up with a great big sigh ( keys still rattling just to make sure they know they’re being haunted! ). “ so what’s the deal, human? trouble finding a job? someone break your heart? you’re moving out? ”

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Niya stares at the odd person in her living room. When had she left her door open? And why had this person...Her brain doesn’t function for a second, losing the train of thought she had. There is a person in her living room. One that she didn’t know. Was that bad? Yes.. that was bad. But he was... Slowly, the girl tilts her head.

“Oh.. right..” As her hand rubs over her face, dirt is spread, adding to her already grimy appearance. “You’re.. gonna go light.” Things weren’t connecting in her head. Things hadn’t been all day. But that was just what happened sometimes. Perhaps she needed tea..

The crash catches her attention though, eyes going wide. “You can’t just knock that over! That plant is very delicate!” Gentle fingers brush over the leaves, looking for any bruising, any breaks on the stem. Letting out a small breath, Niya finally looks up at the boy. When did she get a roommate? And one that was a guy..

Slowly things click, things start to connect and color drains from her face. “You’re the one that broke my flower last month, aren’t you?! Do you know just how rare that thing is!” Of course it was the plant that she cared about, instead of the fact that this ghost-- was it a ghost?-- was promising to go light on what Niya had always just assumed was her clumsiness. Things broke in the other room that she hadn’t been in all day? Oh, she had just put something at the wrong spot, and it finally fell. Things go completely missing, even though she had just turned her back for a literal second? Nothing weird about that, Niya just didn’t actually put it where she thought she did.

Nope. It had all been this boy.

There were more words sitting on her tongue. Things she needed to yell at him about, but the energy from the sudden emotion is drained before she can even muster up the expression. A sigh is let out.

“...I’m going to need tea. Lots and lots of tea if you’re going to expect me to...” And-- jazz fingers motion to all of the strange boy in front of her. turning, Niya looks at the kitchen. It was just too far. “Maybe I just need sleep. Wait..I thought I was sleeping..” A hand through long, pink strands. “Who are you again? What’s going on? You asked me questions.... “ Going through the questions in her head, she answers them with ticks of her fingers. “No one to break my heart, unless you count yourself being rude and breaking things. My job is...very stressful but relaxing. And.. I don’t have the money to move out.” A pause, a thought completely solidifying in her tired brain. “...are you draining all of my energy?”

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—•●•❀ Jaehwa realized that it’d been a good two hours since he’d last seen the woman, slipping out of the rare flowers he kept hidden away to go find her. ❝Where’d she go…❞ He mumbles, feeling the dragont hat tended to stay sleeping in his hair awaken and launch off his head. ❝Hey- Do-❞ He started to call after the small dragon, having warned him not to fly around when other people were in the greenhouse. ❝Crap…❞ He started off in the direction it’d flown, catching a glimpse of a person just as they turned the corner. Considering he knew by now what the back of his “twins” head looked like, he could only sigh when he realized at least the woman wouldn’t catch sight of a dragon flying around. This was seriously complicating his life, but he would get used to it.

—•●•❀ ❝DADDY SHES OVER HERE!❞ Oh.. oh no.. Oh no why. Jaehwa had been trying to get the dragon to not call him that. He looked just like Jaehwa, they were going with the “this is my twin” line, but that didn’t work much if he KEPT CALLING HIM DADDY. It just made Jaehwa look like a pervert and oh god he was so not a pervert. ❝Iseul, don’t call me that-❞ He whined the words out LOUDLY because honestly there was no reason to whisper them now…. not when the dragon was standing beside the woman from earlier and had probably all but yelled it beside her. God save his soul.

She had wandered only a little from the plant she had started her conversations with. It was such a happy little plant, and she so did enjoy it, but there were so many others to go talk to, to check on (even though this completely wasn’t her greenhouse) that she simply couldn’t let her time be taken up by one plant. Of course, the woman would probably come back later, if the owner allowed her to, and come talk to the plants again. Niya had already made friends with them.

Fingers hold gently onto the leaf of a new plant, almost inspecting it as she bends down to look at the underneath of the leaf. But, she wasn’t expecting the sudden entrance of the owner, nor the yelling, making her jump up too quickly, tearing off the end of the plant. Eyes widen for a second, going between the person and the plant she had just damaged. Worry builds up quickly as she goes to her knees to look at the poor thing, barely paying attention to the other.

Scooping the plant up in her arms, she’s holding it to her chest as teary eyes look to who she assumed was the owner. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt it, I’ll take care of it, I swear I will, please don’t be mad at me for hurting the plant.” She takes a deep breath, looking down at the plant. “I hurt it, i can’t believe I hurt it, I truly didn’t meant to.”

But soon the words from who she was speaking to catches up to her and she’s blinking up at them. “I-I’m sorry.. Who are you calling.. Daddy..?” Had there been someone else in the greenhouse with them and she didn’t notice? Of course, that could be completely possible, with her mind so focused on the plants she had been meeting--

--and destroying.

Niya reaches up to wipe her eyes of tears that hadn’t fallen as she looks back down to the plant.

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—•●•❀ Jaehwa let her run off to go look, hands shoving into his pockets. Most of the plants in the greenhouse were rare, not just to South Korea, but in general, but the extinct ones were more or less locked away where only he could get to them. It had to be that way, to keep them safe from anyone who might wander in. ❝Just find me when you’re ready!❞ He calls after her.

It was her natural instinct to want to touch everything. She couldn’t help it, with all of the plants around her. They all looked so soft and pleasant to the touch, though she had spotted a couple up above her head that were slightly irritating if there was skin contact. Probably why they were up so high. The man at least knew what he was doing. Niya admired him for that. But, then the woman spots a nice, friendly looking plant.

“Hi there~” A slight giggle. “I’m Niya. Its nice to meet you~.” Gently taking one of its leaves between her fingers, she lightly ‘shakes hands’ with the plant. “People in Europe shake hands, right? I do hope that’s right..” Sitting down with the plant, Niya continues to speak with it, losing track of time easily.

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—•●•❀ He knew how it was to get lost int he flowers, since he did it often. anytime he went to a nursery or a park, or anywhere they were blooming. So he walked slowly, waiting for her patiently. ❝I grow them. My family has grown them for years.❞ He explains, touching the plant gently. ❝You can look over the ones I have, I promise they’re all healthy but I know one has to look for themselves.❞

“That is amazing..” the girl whispers, a finger curling in front of her lips as she looks over the plant. She loved how it looked, and it was so rare in Korea. It was the first time she had looked at one, actually looked at one. Without wasting time, once she’s given permission, the girl is going back to look at the plants that were around the greenhouse. It was so nice, even though she had her own. Just being in someone else’s was so exciting! What plants did they have, what kind of arrangement did they have, what was their method of growing the plants to their greatest potential? It has her smiling wide.

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—•●•❀ ❝Right.❞ He tugs the gloves from his hands, setting them aside before brushing dirt from his genes. He’d been planting some seedlings from their pot so they’d have room to grow when she’d come in. ❝Follow me. I still have some in individual bunches. They grew really well this year.❞ Jaehwa smiles before heading towards the back, slipping through a slitted plastic sheet that helped control the moisture in the different areas. He made his way to the strange looking orchids, the flowers growing around a mossy piece of wood that was hanging from a metal circle so that they could grow freely around it. Typically when they got large enough, he moved the piece of wood to some trees for them to be able to grow and flourish.

She got distracted so easily though, even following the other. She can’t help it. There were so many different plants that were around her, she had to stop and look at them, to smell of them, to touch the ones she knew were not poisonous. Niya smiles almost preciously at the plants, talking to them a little before she realizes that the man had left her in search of the flower she had requested. But, when she had caught up with him, and saw the flowers, she couldn’t help but stare at them, mouth open slightly. “I’m so glad you have it! I’ve been looking everywhere for these! How did you get them?”

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—•●•❀ ❝Can I help you?❞ Jaehwa asks, having to remember to raise his voice. He’d been told by many who walked into his greenhouse that he was very soft spoken and hard to hear. ❝Were you the one who called earlier?❞

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The girl looks up from the plant she was inspecting, looking for any signs of neglect or something she would need to take care of, should she decide to buy it. Looking up to the one that spoke, she’s smiling, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes, I was looking for a dindrophylax lindenii?”

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1. How old were you the first time you fell in love? 2. Name the first person who broke your heart 3. How many different best friends have you had in your life? 4. Do you have a best friend? 5. Do you have any specific talent? 6. Do you fit into any stereotypes? 7. What’s your sexuality? 8. What’s your favorite animal? 9. What are your favorite pet names? 10. What do you think love is? 11.When did you discover your favorite band? 12. Do you want to get married? 13. Do you want to have kids? 14. When did you have your first kiss? 15. How did you lose your virginity? 16. Have you been cheated on? 17. How many times have you fallen in love, requited or not? 18. Have you ever rejected anyone? 19. Have you ever cheated? 20. Have you ever been in a long distance relationship? 21. Do you prefer the romantic or sexual aspects of relationships? 22. What’s your favorite thing about your significant other? 23. Do you have a significant other? 24. What’s your favorite thing about your best friend? 25. Do you want a significant other? 26. Do you like anyone? 27. Who was the last person you loved? 28. Do you have a celebrity crush? 29. Name a song that makes you want to fall in love 30. Do you think you’ll be happy later in life?

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THE FIVE SENSES / SENTENCE STARTERS .

some may be nsfw and / or be triggering.

01 : TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞

02 : TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03 : SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04 : SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

❝ i could hear screams … ❞

❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05 : SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

❝ are you smelling me? ❞

❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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“Aren’t all human women overly dramatic?” Estel doesn’t look up from his book, the boredom, and disinterest evident in his voice. “What’s got your panties in a twist this time? Wait, you’re not on the rag, are you? God, I hate it when human women are PMSing. It’s like dealing with a feral cat.”

She was used to this. She really was. There was not a missed beat in her reply as the pink haired woman is falling down onto the couch, arm over her eyes. “No, I’m not. And yes, it is. And while cats are nice and all, I don’t think that’s a proper analogy of them. Ferel cats generally run. They don’t stay and hiss or growl or claw.” As she assumed he was referring to. Shifting, her feet go up to the back of the couch, toes wiggling. “I want a plant. A very specific plant. But we don’t have any, and why don’t we have any? But we have these others that do the same thing as what I’m wanting,” The woman’s free hand is gesturing in the air now, foot occasionally twitching. “but they’re not the plant I want! And I don’t know why I’m so dead set on this one tiny little pretty plant, but I want it!” Hand balling into a fist, she’s shaking it into the air before it falls to above her head. “Stupid plant.. not being where it should..”

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