sitting in the grass, you were listening to the calming swaying of the willow tree you were currently sitting under. you and Zenitsu had just finished training together and decided to relax a bit, so of course you picked out the nearest tree to sit in the shade. you werent doing much other than chatting about total nonsense, but it was reassuring in a way. the fact that your crush, Zenitsu, hasn’t left yet surely meant that he wanted to spend time with you. you weren’t sure if he liked you back, but you weren’t going to force him to.
the conversation drifted off to nature, and then to flowers - which gave you a fun idea; why not make flowercrowns for eachother? you haven’t made one in ages, and you were starting to hope that the blond didn’t know how to, so you could teach him and possibly touch his hands without seeming weird.
“hey, Zenitsu?” you ask with a hint of excitement in your voice, something the boy surely picked up. he hummed in response, prompting you to continue talking. “do you wanna make flower crowns with me?,” with a grin on your face, you sat up on all fours and leaned towards him.
the boy moved his head back a little as the proposal caught him off guard. you could see a faint blush creep onto his cheeks. “but i don’t know how to..” he finally replies.
“that’s okay! i can teach you,” you say, ending the sentence with a giggle. you were about to stand up, but the boy beat you to it; as he was already standing he offered his hand to help you up, which you happily accepted.
it didn’t take too long to pick out your flowers. your bouquet was much more organised than Zenitsu’s, but his was rather.. impressive. you had picked a variety of purple tulips, irises and lavender, trying to stick to one color and succeeding, but Zenitsu, it seemed like he had picked every flower he saw and liked. his arrangement consisted of roses, some red spider lily, hydrangea, camellia, violets, sakurasou and cosmos - it even had some clusters of wisteria. it blew your mind how this boy could find this many flowers, and not only because his bouquet was as big as the boar head Inosuke wore, but also because all these flowers bloom at different times of the year.
“Zenitsu, those flowers are beautiful! where did you find them??” you ask, awestruck, running towards the male and bowing down to smell the flowers in his hand. he scratched the back of his neck in a nervous manner at your action. “that’s a secret!” he finally says with a proud smile. “well, come on! let’s go sit under the willow tree and make the crowns there!” you say, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the tree.
you sat down, with crossed legs, and so did he; you put down your bouquets and started explaining how to braid the flowers together. you tried showing him with actions as well, and at the end, you made him try.
“so.. i take this flower.. and do this?,” he asked, wrapping the flowers around eachother gently, almost as if he was scared of breaking them.
“yes, exactly!” you were about halfway done with yours, and Zenitsu’s was coming together well. once you were finished with yours, you held it out infront of you and studied your masterpiece. after making sure it was well and secure, you placed it ontop of your head. he looked at you and smiled heartily.
“you look amazing, (Y/N)!” he said, and you smiled back. “thanks, Zenitsu!”
you scooted closer to him, and sat directly beside him. you watched as his gentle fingers caressed each flower and hoped that one day he would caress you too the same way. you saw that he was struggling with connecting the wisteria bundle to the crown, as it didn’t have a long stem like how the other flowers did. what you did made him blush intensely: you placed your soft hands on his and guided him. unknowingly you both enjoyed this, but neither of you said a word. when his flower crown was finally finished, you both looked at it in awe.
“Zenitsu, i really enjoyed making these with you, and i find this to be the perfect time to tell you: i love you,” you finally said softly. right now you didn’t even care if he rejected you, but this moment was perfect. the sun shone with all its power, the flowers emitted a nice scent, the shade the willow tree cast bound together in a beautiful summer harmony. you took your flower crown off and instead placed it on his head. you took in the sight of Zenitsu. the purple flowers complimented both his eyes and hair. the crimson blush on his face from your confession has still not faded, and seeing him like that dusted your cheeks pink too.
he put his elegant creation on your head and ran his fingers lightly through your hair; your eyes grew wide with bewilderment. he sighed to himself and leaned in close, so close, until your lips collided with his gentle ones. one of his hands made their way around your waist, the other rested against your cheek. you melted into the kiss and closed your eyes. you eventually pulled apart, and looked at eachother, until you heard his voice, deepened with calm solemnity:
