[The sheer amount of flowers that showed up at his doorstep that morning was... honestly hard to explain, he had to keep coming up with increasingly implausible lies to justify the sheer number of bouquets to Jack. A bouquet here or there was easy enough to excuse, to just say that he bought them for himself, but nobody bought themselves four or five giant arrangements on a whim.]
[When he was getting ready to meet Majima, he looked over at the bouquet with the cornflowers in it and took a few of the blossoms; there was a buttonhole in the lapel of his vest that was meant for putting boutonnieres in, and he slipped the flowers in there to keep them in place. It looked nice, he thought, paired with the mauve color of his shirt, more purple in color rather than the red he usually wore. To work better with the flowers.]
[Like the lady at the tailor's had said-- cornflowers for love.]
[He met Majima at the forest, and, for once, Tim's anxiety hadn't made him stupidly early-- or Majima was even more stupidly early, either way. Maybe he looked a little nervous, but mostly Tim thought that he looked handsome, a real tall glass of water.]
Hi. [A kiss for his boyfriend. It never got old, being able to kiss him hello.] You haven't been waiting too long, right? Am I late?
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Date: 2020-03-05 04:20 am (UTC)love you too
[The sheer amount of flowers that showed up at his doorstep that morning was... honestly hard to explain, he had to keep coming up with increasingly implausible lies to justify the sheer number of bouquets to Jack. A bouquet here or there was easy enough to excuse, to just say that he bought them for himself, but nobody bought themselves four or five giant arrangements on a whim.]
[When he was getting ready to meet Majima, he looked over at the bouquet with the cornflowers in it and took a few of the blossoms; there was a buttonhole in the lapel of his vest that was meant for putting boutonnieres in, and he slipped the flowers in there to keep them in place. It looked nice, he thought, paired with the mauve color of his shirt, more purple in color rather than the red he usually wore. To work better with the flowers.]
[Like the lady at the tailor's had said-- cornflowers for love.]
[He met Majima at the forest, and, for once, Tim's anxiety hadn't made him stupidly early-- or Majima was even more stupidly early, either way. Maybe he looked a little nervous, but mostly Tim thought that he looked handsome, a real tall glass of water.]
Hi. [A kiss for his boyfriend. It never got old, being able to kiss him hello.] You haven't been waiting too long, right? Am I late?