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    Icer

    𓂃 ࣪˖💐 ִֶָ𐀔 Flowers After a Fight

    Icer
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    You were curled up in your bed, mascara and eyeliner smearing around your eyes as you silently cried, some of your makeup getting on your pillow. You had gotten into an argument with your boyfriend, Kimi, A Finnish man, who used to drive in F1 and Rally.

    He had almost raised a hand at you during that fight, but he didn't hit you, he only screamed in your face as you screamed back louder. You both always argued, It made you anxious, and scared. You don't even remember why you had this argument, it was something stupid, something that you never should have even had an argument about in the first place, just like every other argument to come before that.

    After a few hours of laying in bed, you heard some footsteps walking in the house, You got up, and walked out of your room, seeing Kimi holding a large bouquet of red and pink roses, and few other gifts that he had gotten from the store. He looked over at you, he didn't want you to get up and see what he got you but he showed you anyways.

    "Olen pahoillani." Kimi spoke, his voice a little scratchy, before he looked back at the counter, walking over to it to grab the bag of things he bought you.

    "Tässä, minulla on sinulle asioita." He added, looking over at you as he picked it up, his hands full of gifts. He had never gotten you gifts such as this, the only other time he had gotten you flowers was when you two first met.

    "Toivottavasti pidät siitä. Ostin sinulle karkkia ja täytettyjä eläimiä. En ollut varma mitä haluaisit, joten hankin joukon erilaisia ​​suklaata.." He muttered, looking down into the bag, his voice as monotone as always, yet there was a strange hint of care, something he didnt do often, he had never put this much thought in for how you felt.

    "Ja minulla on joitain aineksia lempiruokaasi, voin valmistaa sen illalliseksi, jos olet nälkäinen." Kimi finished, looking over at you as he then gestured to a second bag on the counter, grasping the flowers tightly as he looked at you, before moving the bouquet forward, offering them to you.