Hi can you write about the cryptid of Le Loyon c reader where they pick flowers together
Le Loyon x Reader Drabble:
You put on a nice coat and a black cap. On your way out, you grabbed two water bottles and a basket. You locked your door and looked everywhere to see if people were going to follow you. You made it seem like a stroll but once you entered a nice clearing of trees, you booked it. You went zigzag and did loops till you found yourself to be lost. You sit and wait five minutes.
You hear heavy breathing and look up. “Hello dear friend!”
Le Loyon doesn’t speak to you, just grunts. They hold out their hand to stand you up.
“I know I don’t have to lose myself every time I come to see you, but I don’t want people following me and finding you.” You don’t let go of his hand. “I got us some water.”
Loyon smiled under their mask. He liked you the most out of all the people who stumble upon him, he usually disappears before the shock wears off. You came back however, you would leave things for him. Water, pictures of the sunsets that you took, messy flower crowns, pictures of the beach too. It warmed their heart to see someone finally just sees him as an someone who just adores nature.
Loyon shook themselves out of their mind and started walking you to a place where there was an abundance of flowers. They smelled the flowery air and smiled under his mask. This was their private space where nothing existed but happiness.
You gazed at his content stance. “Thank you for sharing this place with me. Would you mind if we picked flowers together?”
Loyon shrugged passively. He picked up a wild red poppy and gave it to you.
You beamed and accepted it. You picked a wild white lily and gave it to him with a wink.
This was a tender moment shared between you, even if outsiders would never understand.
Loyon picked flowers that complimented each other, and you picked flowers you just thought looked pretty. You laughed when you both showed each other’s collections. Loyon just chuckled and gave their flowers to you. You gave him a water bottle and opened your own. You turned your back to him, he liked being private.
“I wish this day would never end.”
Loyon felt those words enter their heart. Alas, you were both different. You would have to leave and come back next week as it always goes. Loyon put on their mask and faced you, they gave you tight hug then looked at the horizon. It was time for you to go.
You hugged back. “I do have to go though. Walk me.”
And Loyon did. They always walked you home, you didn’t even have to say it anymore. Maybe it was to assure you, but they weren’t sure. They know this though, they too wished this day never ended.
