Flowers - Pt 1
“Hey Gid?” Kremy asked.
“Yea?”
“What’re your favorite flowers?”
“Oh—uhhh. I liked the red 'n black ones. Had ‘em at our weddin’.”
Kremy started. Hearing Gideon call that insanity of a night 'our wedding' and not 'the pixie wedding,' made him feel a lot of things.
Because, yes, it was where they got married. Ironically, at least. But it was also where they married three other people. It wasn’t quite the happiest memory Kremy had; he had been in tears for a good part of it. Still, it sounded nice in that Yona drawl. Our weddin’.
Gideon looked over at him when he didn’t respond. “In my suit. All tucked in. What’s that called again?”
“Boutineer,”
“Yeah, yeah. What was that flower? Somethin’ to do with fire, I recall?”
“I think it was a fireblossom. Some call ‘em fire lilies.”
“Yeah! Yeah. Mighty nice.”
Kremy nodded, a self satisfied grin at the edge of his lips. He had thought so. “Hm.” he hummed lightly. He looked over at Gideon, meeting his eyes. There was a pause.
“Well, don’t you rush to ask me what mine is! Mine’s—”
“WAIT!” Gideon got up and was halfway across the room. “Wait… don’ tell me.”
Now Kremy was pissed. “What d’you mean, don’t tell you? What in all nine hells, Gid? First you’re all ‘Kre-meh nevuh tayls me nuthin’.” he imitated Gideon’s drawl. “And now you don’t care to know what flowers I like!?”
“‘Course I wanna know! But I don’t wantcha t’ tell me.” Was Gideon blushing? Why? The man of no shame was embarrassed about flowers?
“I wanna…” Gideon's voice dropped down, and so did his eyes. “I wanna give you flowers till I end up givin’ you your favorite one. See if I can guess.”
Oh. That sounded nice.
“And... what happens when you find out what they are?” Kremy was happy to hear his tone come out as cool, almost disinterested. Dammit if this man couldn’t get under his skin. It would be too damn easy to let himself unravel into a puddle.
“Then I’ll mostly give you those, when I can get ‘em. I can switch it up, though. If you’d like.” Gideons voice was a little rough. He was blushing properly. No finer sight, in Kremy’s eyes.
“Well, okay then. You can do that... if it pleases you.” Kremy said, a little haughtily. He had to keep up the appearance of an upper hand between them, at least occasionally.
“I wanna please you, darlin’. If y’know what I mean.”
Fortunately, Kremy does know.
He walked over to the much taller man and ran a thumb over his cheek, feeling the heat that had built. Gideon looked down at him with that goofy expression of his and leaned in for a kiss.
Kremy wondered how long it would take Gideon to bring him fire lilies.
Read Flowers pt 2 here:
Read Flowers pt 3 here
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In honour of my first Kremy Wednesday, here's a little snippet from a chapter I just wrote for my second Coal-Leroux fic.
Read it here, or read the completed first one here
