They’re walking in the gardens, the two of them, just a slow stroll before dinner, when Akande stops in front of the roses. They’ve been out here before, they know, but when they think of the roses they can’t recall them. Akande runs a finger along the tightly furled petals of a rosebud, turning to them with a smile. “Remember when you planted these, my Gabriel, you were so worried that they’d never flower. Yet they grew despite their hardships, and this year they will finally bloom for us.”

He doesn’t remember that, unless… no, perhaps he does. Yes, of course, hands in the soil, sticking under his fingernails. A section of grass cut away for him to try and grow his favourite flowers, here, where the two of them had made a home. Had his mother done the same? Grown roses? These ones, from what he can see, are a deep red — venous red. No other colour could fit him nearly as well.

“I’m glad to be here to see it,” he they respond. “We’ve been waiting so long.”

Akande smiles, open and relaxed. “Indeed, it has been a long wait, but beauty takes time.”

I don’t see why not!

Alright this had been in my drafts for forever but due to recent events here yall go, Reapfist h/c fic featuring Some Smut. This is my first time writing smut but I love them both so much and love you all so here you go!

its ugly sweater season guys and gabe has never been more powerful

commission 2 out of 2 by @sauveterres

bonus:

@junkergf

a little dialog before akande gets on the plane