Sehun's Bouquet
The Twelve Short Stories of Exomas
Ah... It's that time again, isn't it? Christmas...
A time where presents, happiness and all the other festive things come together to celebrate.
While I fix my hair, a smile stretches across my face when I think about you. The way you'll smile when you see me. The long awaited warmth of your arms around my neck. The tapping of your heels against the ground. That cute giggle of yours.
At least... That's what would have happened...
I bike my way over to the flower shop and pick out your most favorite flowers in your most favorite colors. Yellow, blue and pink scattered in an excellent pattern. Even the way it smells is wonderful. I'm sure you'll love it.
Our meeting place is on the other side of town, but I'll be fine. Because it's all for you, I can do anything in this cold weather.
Before I see you, I imagine the way I would hand it to you. Left hand first with a big smile. I can't wait to finally be with you.
But you're no longer here.
The time is coming close. I should hurry before I'm too late.
Yet, it already is.
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