"what are these for?" dove gasps as you hand her the bouquet of roses. "they're beautiful, y/n!"

you smile scratching the back of your neck. "they're not for anything in special- i just wanted to give them to you."

she smells the flowers. "and they smell great too..."

you chuckle and nod. "they do. i know you like roses, and even more if they're pink... so i thought." you shrug it off like it's nothing when it really is you giving flowers to your best friend, who you're in love with.