"You're just precious, arent you?" Fawn whispers in your ear from behind as he braids flowers into your hair, humming mindlessly

you knew you had steered off course when you were in an endless valley, nothing but you and the flowers. everywhere you went, just acres of peonies and daisies.. that was until you ran into Fawn

"sweet boy, where do you think you're going?" he kisses your shoulder with a small laugh. even the suggestion of you going home is absurd to Fawn