He’s pulling 𝑶𝑨𝑲𝑳𝑬𝒀 into his arms.

Hello ♡

I’m gonna cry, he’s so pretty.

Look at his petal go. 🥺🥰

He got these for Oakley— do you think he’ll like them? 🥺

He’s walking up to 𝑶𝑨𝑲𝑳𝑬𝒀 with a shy, but loving expression.

Oof, uh. . .he’s back.

And as soon as Saint was made aware, he’s coming up to see him. He’s quiet as he enters the room, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and soft plush in the other.

“Hi, Petal.” The smile was reflected on Saint’s lips as he walked further into the room, laying the plush on the bed as he placed the flowers on his little table. His fingers reached to brush through his beloved’s hair as he leaned down so softly kiss his head.

The fucking sweetest. <3

His petal is the prettiest. <3

It sure is!

Ahh—. Melting.

Feels sort of…sad.

He lives.