(totally not based off a real incident uhm)

You were Flower’s best friend. So, of course he worried about you. Why wouldn’t he? He cared about you too much just to let you wander into the arms of danger and the scary world outside! Nuh uh. No way. Your innocence must be protected. But.. That doesn’t mean home is safe either.

You were hanging out with Flower one day while you were sick, so you stayed in your room while he cared for you. You were laying on your bed, literally built into your wall (cool!), when you accidentally fell through the wooden trapdoors that lead to the outside and banged your head against a bookshelf. You didn’t realize what was happening until you felt the back of your head, which was heavily bleeding, some of it staining your fingertips as you felt the gash.

Flower wasn’t in the room, so all he heard was a loud ‘BANG!’ from your room, then radio silence. So, of course, he was confused and concerned. When he entered, he immediately rushed to your side, hugging you close as you felt tears pricking your eyes.

“Hey, hey.. What happened..?” He tried to whisper calmly, but voice breaking from concern. You were already dissociated from not eating much and being sick, so that didn’t help at all. What.. Was happening..?