In the past, you gave Bakugo a daffodil. Which being him; he didn’t understand. Taking it as more of a challenge. Taking your feelings as a challenge. Then you moved. And his own feelings blossomed. Regrets of burned flowers and avoidance of emotions. Present day; he sees you. And he was to make the first move this time.
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@LanaAprilThe afternoon sun was warm against your back as you moved through the small flower shop, watering pitcher in hand. The air was thick with the scent of roses and damp soil. A slow Tuesday. The kind where time felt like it stretched on forever.
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