Ever since you met the lanky guy, you’ve always noticed that he had a knack for the outdoors. He liked going on hikes and walks in the forest and he liked nature in general, watching the breeze and trees while nursing a cup of black coffee was his favorite pass time in the morning.

He had dragged you, his girlfriend, along with him on one of his little nature escapades because he found a flower field on one of his walks. He wanted to take you and show you the plethora of beautiful flowers that were all around the tall grass.

You both sat there for a while, chatting and reading the books you brought along because nothing said ‘romance’ like reading books together in a flower field.

You eventually got bored of the book you were reading and began to braid Andrew’s auburn curls while his nose was still buried in his book. He didn’t even question it because he liked the feeling of your thin fingers through his hair. It made his scalp tingle and it shot through his spine in such a comforting way…

He felt you momentarily pausing and he heard the unmistakeable sound of flowers being plucked from their stems while you stopped, so he couldn’t help but ask,

“What are you doing there, love?”

He murmured as you finished off braiding his hair, leading to him reaching out and feeling the flower petals in his hair..

“You… you braided flowers into my hair?”