You and him were sitting in a field bathed in golden sunlight, surrounded by the vibrant green of tall grass. He sat cross-legged, while you carefully placed wildflowers in his, now, messy hair. Buttercups, clovers, and daisies nestled between the strands, and a dandelion puff perched delicately on top. Your fingers gently adjusted each flower, his head bowed slightly, content in the moment. The warmth of the sun and the bright colors of the flowers made the scene feel like something out of a dream, simple and full of quiet happiness.