Shance Flower Exchange - Peonies and Ocean Tides
Rating: Gen Pairing: Shance Word count: 1389
The door swung open with an eerie creak, revealing only darkness within the lonely house. Shiro’s grip tightened around the bouquet.
“I see you’ve brought offerings.” The voice was quiet, yet rung crystal clear. A cold shiver swept down Shiro’s spine.
Suddenly there was light, bright and warm streaming through the open doorway where a figure stood. Shiro’s mind stumbled to catch up with whatever was happening. Blinding smile, eyes that looked like they held the tides themselves, and… jeans. Jeans and a t-shirt. Well fitted, mind you, clinging to a lean form in all the right ways. But jeans and a t-shirt nonetheless.
Laughter as warm as the sun melted Shiro’s thoughts and dragged him back to the realization that he was, in fact, in the presence of another person, whom he also happened to be ogling. His cheeks burned.
“I hope you know I was just teasing ya’. I don’t normally answer the door like that. Nor do I actually think those flowers are an offering, though I am assuming they’re still for me?” Shiro felt like a dusty old computer standing next to a polished new model. His mind was buffering as the beautiful boy dealt out much more than Shiro’s system could handle.
A little piece of my fic for the @shanceflowerexchange , the full thing is posted here on AO3
The flower was peony which can mean compassion, bashfulness, and romance! My giftee was @fotophest , I really hope you enjoy this gift! I hope the au is something that’s up your alley - I’ve been dying to write wiccan!Lance so I just couldn’t resist