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Forsy: …
Peachy: …
Everytime I come to this room I take the role of the person’s ideal. I wonder what Forsy’s could be?
Forsy: We sure did great work today!
Peachy: Oh, um yeah, we sure did.
Forsy: I’m glad so many people wanted to buy flowers today, Valentine’s Day is always a popular time for us isn’t it?
So apparently I’m some sort of business partner in selling flowers?
Peachy: Sure is, everyone must be buying them as gifts.
Forsy: Mhm, I think buying flowers for yourself is nice, but giving them to someone else is even better. It’s always nice seeing the faces of people light up!
They’re normally so timid and shy, I guess they sure can talk about the things they love.
Forsy: Oh, you probably don’t want to hear me talk about flowers so much when you’re stuck with me all day…
Peachy: That’s fine, your passion is what I love about you.
Forsy: L-Lo…
Forsy turned their head as a small blush made its way to the scene from their cheeks.
Forsy: You know, you’ve been working with me for a long time now. Even when no one else wanted to, you did, every day.
Peachy: I love flowers too, probably not as much as you though.
Forsy: W-wait did you, wait no you meant love flowers as much as me, I’m just being s-silly.
The same blush only made itself more present as Forsy tried their best to hide it.
Forsy: U-um, since today is Valentine’s Day, everyone must be giving flowers to people they l-love.
Peachy: It does seem to be a pretty common gift.
Forsy: C-common, right…
There was a moment of silence as Forsy turned away from me, seemingly taking something out.
Forsy: People buy different flowers to express different emotions, you know?
Peachy: Yeah, some are for apologies, some are for cheering someone up.
Forsy: R-right, a-and some are u-used to…
Forsy apparently clenched something, shaking slightly, likely from nervousness. They stood for a second or two to take a breath before spinning around to reveal a beautiful bright red rose.
Forsy: To confess love!
Those last words were blurted out, like they thought they would die if they didn’t speak as fast as they could. I stood for a moment as Forsy held the rose towards me, facing the ground to hide the enormous blush that had overtaken them.
Forsy: O-oh no, y-you don’t like it d-do you, I can get a better one I picked a single rose b-because it wouldn’t be too bad if you said no or m-maybe you don’t want a confession from someone like me I should’ve checked if you were dating someone no way someone as amazing as you wouldn’t b- AH.
I firmly placed my hands on to Forsy’s shoulders, stopping their rambling and causing them to jump a little.
Peachy: Forsy, I love the rose, and I love you too.
Forsy stared into my eyes as if a million fireworks were going off in their brain, slight tears forming as they quickly sat themselves on to the edge of the bed to rest. I sat next to them as they leaned their head on my shoulder.
That rest felt like it was for me just as much as them. I could feel my own face burning up from such a nice, heartfelt declaration.
I didn’t even know I had that smoothness in me.
Forsy: That was so scary, if you said no I think I would’ve passed out, why did I do this?
Peachy: No use worrying about the if, only the now.
Forsy: The now huh?
Forsy’s left hand slowly crept its way over to my right as they entwined. It was a bit sweaty, likely due to the stress, but it was still nice and comforting.
Forsy: C-could we stay like this for a while?
Peachy: ...I would like that…
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