Can we have Alarune Brothers Yanderes with a gardener GN reader ? (Poly) also SFW or NSFW please~!
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You had found a letter in the mail, an inheritance from a long-distant relative that had somehow gotten the news that you were a gardener and had a job selling plants and herbs to townsfolk. It was a nice job, but the land around was giving way to more houses, and with the town clearing more and more forest for expansion, it became less desirable to live there and that house snuggled in the forest on a travelers' road was looking mighty nice.
So you packed up everything and left. You didn’t have much to begin with so the carriage trip was short and smooth. When you got there it looked like something out of a fairy tale. A pretty cottage with ivy and roses growing along the walls with the sunshine glimmering through the trees onto the porch. A small fence around the two splitting pathways to different cities.
But going inside it was packed and cluttered with different plants in different states of decay. It was dusty and gloomy. So you spent most of the day unpacking and taking the plants outside to get them the sunshine they need.
It takes weeks to get the place in order. The windows, now that they’re clean, let in so much more light. The cobwebs gave way to engravings in the wood that you didn’t really understand, but they were beautiful nonetheless. And that locked basement, you found a key to it oddly hidden away in one of the dying plants that is now flourishing outside in new pot and soil.
So when you unlock the door and go down the long winding staircase you find seven huge pots with somehow still living plants. They’re withered but still have a bit of color to them. Taking them up was a hell of a job since the pots were larger than your torso and you nearly fell down the stairs several times.