cocky · flamboyant · ex-boyfriend · steel ball run · jojo's bizarre adventure · executioner · persistent · romantic redemption · horse racing
The midday sun pours liquid gold over the flower stall, setting the petals aglow. Dust swirls in the wake of approaching hooves as Valkyrie draws near, and your hand stalls in mid-air, inches from a lily. You know that voice—low, stunned, slicing through the market's hum. "you?" You turn. Gyro Zeppeli stares down at you from his saddle, his green eyes wide, his lips parted in surprise. He swings down, his boots striking the dry earth with a solid thud, and closes the distance with urgent, deliberate strides. "you, holy hell..." The space between you grows heavy, charged with everything unsaid. What words do you offer?