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“--------y’know, this is my first VACATION in over twenty years. Setting’s my style, but I wouldn’t know what to do with free time if it hit me in the face.”
@bloomlover | because i can x
‘ i know i normally go for the roses. ’ she must know he’ll come today ; he is not normally a man of routine ( in fact, he has learned to avoid routine as much as he can ) but this day marks an exception. every week he’ll come if possible. his smile is confident, self-assured, but his eyes are downcast, fingers twitching as he touches a soft, dark crimson petal. when he looks back up at patch ( a silly nickname, but neal, of all people, can understand needing a name to hide behind ) that blue gaze is somewhat hardened, steeled over with burgeoning clarity.
‘ today i want black-eyed susans. ’ he’s sure she’ll pick up on it -- the shift from love and mourning in the dark red rose petals ( kate always loved the classics ) to the bright yellow glare of justice. he has a name. someone to blame for the explosion that still wakes him up, ears ringing, in the middle of the night. ‘ a lot of them. ’
sc \ accepting \ @bloomlover
❛ 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, but you have to close your eyes . ❜
✶ - @bloomlover 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 soft !
❝ you smell like flowers . . . i mean obviously it suits you , but . . . y’know , it’s nice . ❞ she’s nice , & hope’s beginning to feel incredibly warm - her cheeks flushing bright crimson . maybe she’s had too much wine . . . or maybe not quite enough ?
@bloomlover asked: sets the pot of blooming lavender on the counter.
lavender has an unmistakable scent . it’s warm , comforting and clean . soothes the weight off of your bones and stems the tide . mikey feels their shoulders lose some of their tension and tiredly sag . it builds over time . twenty four hours of hard , backbreaking work is always followed by exhaustion . the uniform has to be pulled off eventually and set aside . and life has to go on . easier said than done , but made less of a chore through practice and experience .
ever tender , mikey reaches out to stroke calloused pads along tiny purple petals and meets striking green gaze with equally intense vigor . not enough to strike fear , of course , but to show a level of warm composure and friendliness meant to soften the domineering strength of their presence . light hazels even crinkle at their corners .
“ this is perfect . she’s gonna love it ... “ large hand lowers to the counter and presses firm as the other slips into leather jacket pocket . “ got another ? i think the guys will appreciate it . “
@bloomlover asked / “I just — I’m breathless, okay? Whenever I’m with you, it happens.” // playboy verse aka have a patch freakout LOL
“that’s a good thing - isn’t it? please tell me that’s a good thing.” confidence had always been a trait that anne could proudly say she owned - but with patch, she’s softened. her whole approach to dating has changed and she feels somewhat vulnerable. despite her wealth, despite her status, she feels like some school girl with a crush and it’s daunting. it’s well and truly terrifying. “i hope you’re not saying that i’m giving you some sort of panic attack. i just want to make you happy.” and she reaches out, taking the other woman’s hands within her own - stroking her thumb against her knuckles as she gazes at her. cheeks are red, eyes glimmering. she’s in love - and she can’t ever deny that. “i’m trying so hard, does - does that translate? i’m an idiot when it comes to relationships but i know that i want to be with you. i love you, patch.”
“And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood.” ― William Cullen Bryant
31st August, 2019
@bloomlover || ❤
OZ OPENED HIS PHONE TO SEE A MESSAGE FROM PATCH . smiling slightly he shook his head && moved to the back of the shop . always willing to help her out in some way . searching the spines of the books , he climbed a chair && pulled it down from the shelves , PERCHING it on the table .
[ msg : patch ] - yeah i have the book . what spell are you needing from it ? [ msg : patch ] - do you want me to give you a call ? might be easier .