Title: "Bloom In the Shadows"
The first sight
[Scene: Noè’s Flower Shop | Late Morning | Soft Rain Outside]
MC : noè moreau
Noè:
finishing a bouquet, humming softly
Another rainy morning. These roses are being dramatic today...
Drizzle Outside | Cassian Enters]
*[Sound: Door bell chimes softly]
ML : cassian virelli
I don’t know why I walked in.
The name came up in a background sweep. Just a florist.
But something pulled me here.
MC : noè moreau
Oh—hello, welcome in!
looks up... freezes
.
Narration (Noè’s thoughts):
He stood in the doorway like the storm followed him inside. Tall, broad, dressed in black—shoulders soaked from the rain, but somehow still composed.
His eyes met mine.
Steel gray. Cold and searching. My breath caught
ML : cassian virelli
Steps inside, eyes scanning... then stopping
...You’re Noè Moreau?
Narration (Cassian):
There he was.
Chestnut brown hair. Apron smudged with color.
Eyes like quiet honey and too-soft hands arranging lilies like it was a sacred rite.
An Omega. And yet... unafraid.
MC : noè moreau
swallows, heart racing
Y-Yes?
ML : cassian virelli
Looking around briefly, but already decided
Your shop smells like peace.
ML : cassian virelli
( inside his mind)
What the hell was I saying?
Peace? Since when did I use that word?
MC : noè moreau
Smiles gently
Thank you, I think...
ML : cassian virelli
(internally):
Why do I want to hear him laugh again?
ML : cassian virelli
I’ll take something.
Anything.😳
MC : noè moreau
Soft laugh, trying to recover
Alright, um... maybe freesia?
ML : cassian virelli
(internally):
Even his voice is soft.
He doesn’t know who I am. Doesn’t shrink. Doesn’t flinch.
He’s dangerous in a way bullets aren’t.
ML : cassian virelli
Freesia, then
MC : noè moreau
(internally )
His voice was low. Measured. But his fingers brushed mine when I handed him the flower—and I swore, for a second, he trembled.
*[Their fingers brush—brief, electric]
ML : cassian virelli
...Damn it.
ML : cassian virelli
I’ll be back.
*[Exits quickly, jaw tight, coat catching in the wind]
ML : cassian virelli
( internally)
I should stay away.
So why do I already know I won’t?
*[Sound: Door closes behind him, bell chimes again]
MC : noè moreau
softly, to himself
...What just happened?
Comments
Ichigo Kurosaki
I'm basically refreshing the page for the next chapter. Please update, pretty please with a cherry on top! 🍒
2025-05-02
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