This is to @thecutestgrotto for their beautiful divers that made me think of this, also I love them and I now headcanons that agott knows an abnormal amount about flowers. If you want them this is the link
The afternoon had been uneventful so far.
Not that Coco seemed to mind.
She was happily chatting beside Agott as they followed one of the paths winding through the countryside surrounding the atelier, drifting from topic to topic with no apparent destination in mind. Agott wasn't entirely sure how Coco could maintain a conversation for this long without exhausting herself.
"...and then Tetia somehow convinced everyone it was a good idea."
"Then why did you agree to it?"
"I thought it sounded fun."
Coco laughed at her reaction and continued walking, occasionally wandering a few steps off the path whenever something caught her attention. A butterfly. An interesting rock. A particularly shaped cloud.
Someone had to ensure Coco didn't accidentally throw herself into a river because she spotted a fish.
The path eventually opened into a grassy clearing.
Wildflowers dotted the landscape in scattered patches of white, yellow, and violet.
Agott's attention settled on one cluster immediately.
A surprisingly healthy patch, too.
Without thinking, she slowed her pace and stepped toward them.
Agott knelt beside the flowers, gently brushing her fingers over one of the petals.
"They're in excellent condition."
"I do not have a flower voice."
"You absolutely have a flower voice."
Before Agott could argue, Coco crouched beside her.
Far closer than necessary.
Agott tried very hard not to notice.
"They're pretty," Coco said.
"Those things can both be true."
Still, she found herself explaining.
"Historically they've been associated with wisdom and admiration. Their structure is fairly unique compared to most flowers as well."
Not waiting for her turn to speak.
Agott hated how much she liked that.
She picked one of the blooms carefully, examining the petals as she continued talking.
"The upper petals are called standards. The lower ones are called falls. Most people don't know that."
"That's because most people aren't Agott."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means you know everything."
"I do not know everything."
"You know flower anatomy."
"That is not remotely the same thing."
Agott felt herself smiling slightly despite her best efforts.
Coco immediately noticed.
Before Agott could compose herself, she felt movement beside her.
Then something brushed against her hair.
Her breath caught somewhere in her chest.
Slowly, cautiously, she turned her head.
One hand lingered near Agott's face as she finished adjusting something behind her ear.
An iris was tucked into her hair.
The world abruptly ceased functioning.
Then glanced at the flower.
The realization crossed her face.
"I thought it'd look nice."
Agott's brain supplied no response.
She could feel her heartbeat in her ears.
Coco had put a flower in her hair.
Coco had looked at an iris and thought of her.
Coco had reached over and tucked it behind her ear as though that were a perfectly normal thing to do.
As though Agott's heart wasn't currently attempting to escape her body.
An impressive achievement for someone who usually had an opinion about everything.
Agott immediately looked away.
The grass suddenly seemed fascinating.
Anything that wasn't Coco.
Unfortunately, Coco stepped into her line of sight.
Agott wished she would stop smiling.
The smile was making this worse.
Everything about this was making it worse.
Most concerning of all was the fact that she didn't want Coco to take the flower back.
It would have solved several problems.
Instead she found herself carefully touching one of the petals.
Making sure it was still there.
Coco's expression changed.
Something warm flickered across her face.
Something that made Agott's pulse jump again.
The silence stretched between them.
And for one terrifying moment, Agott became aware of how close they still were.
Close enough to see the gold flecks in Coco's eyes.
Close enough to notice the faint curve of her smile.
Close enough to forget every fact she had ever known about irises.
Which was particularly frustrating because she knew a lot about irises.
"You stopped talking about flowers."
Agott stared at her for a moment.
Then at the flower in her hair.
Agott groaned and covered her face.
The sound of Coco's laughter followed her all the way back down the path, and despite everything, she couldn't bring herself to remove the flower.
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