“ don’t be silly… haha, just because you can’t see the flowers doesn’t mean i didn’t get them f- for you … ♡ ”
( he plants a kiss onto vren’s cheek, free hand hovering the rag near his face. )
“ i- i don’t want you to be scared. this is for *us*, okay? just relax, please. ”
“ d- dishonest? ”
( his arm wraps around his neck, squeezing lightly. not enough to cut his oxygen off, but enough to attempt to keep him from struggling.
kylar lays his full body down onto vren, legs swinging in the air as if he’s laying on a bed and gossiping.
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( He’s taken aback by the sudden force—although you could say he’s more forward—that moves his body to the ground. He’s never been the athletic type despite his frequent attempts to keep in shape, but he still urges his body to try and move.
It’d be stupid to just keep lying—
pouncing on the other from behind and pushing his body into the dirt.
he sits on vren’s back, soaking the rag in alcohol now that he has him contained. )
“ my dear! you really were telling the truth… ”
( perfect. kylar smiles, eyes widening as he watches vren from behind his hiding spot.
he’s eager to see him running right into his arms, pulling the rag and bottle from his pocket. it’s only when the other gets close does kylar suddenly pop out,
( Of course, like the truthful person he is, he’s still there, waiting for something to happen. Vren’s hunched over looking at the tulips, but more specifically trying to look for more signs of life.
With no luck (or bunnies), he stands up, dusting his pants off. It’s not quite—
( shoving a rag and a bottle into his sweater pocket, kylar quickly makes his way towards the park.
he doesn’t show himself immediately, no, he makes sure to hide behind anything that prevents vren from spoiling the surprise too quickly. he’s getting his exercise, alright… )
@vrenbun i disagree. i can prove differently. you want flowers—where are you, dear? let me give you flowers. your room could definitely use the decor, yes, of course.
@vrenbun they take up space. no other reason to them besides looking pretty and living forever. isn’t that a nice life? to be beautiful, not a care in your world.