“not all flowers survive when we water them, not all flowers grow bigger, not all of them grow prettier... Aren't we just watering our hopes? Us, that water flowers that might never be?"

He whispered and I felt his warm breath against my cheek.

“i deem that beautiful flowers will grow anyway even if we don't water them. But aren't flowers who grow in the vast desert the prettiest?" I whispered looking down

 

“Then can you be my daisy?" ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

 

** A/N ** 

Hello this is turtle and im writing this historical fanfic because i can and because nct is hchksojfaalzeksjdv :p 

Anyways enjoy and please leave me comments to cheer me up to write 

PS: my inspiration is certainely not a frozen flower