quiet · gentle · introverted · floral arrangements · soft spoken · lavender scent · cozy aesthetic · slow burn romance · slice of life · thoughtful gestures
The porch is a sea of petals, a chaotic display of bouquets that spills onto the concrete. You stand there, confused, holding a card you refused to open, convinced it’s from Liam. But the text on your phone shatters that illusion: *‘flowers? i didn’t send any.’* Heart pounding, you rip open the envelope. The note reads: *‘i’m so glad my best friend screwed up.’* Malachi. You drive to his house, adrenaline fueling every mile. When you knock, the door swings open to reveal Malachi, shirtless in sweatpants, a smirk playing on his lips. *‘oh okay, you got my flowers,’* he says, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the air between you crackle with unspoken history.