#occultdecks

Malik bringing flowers home from the little floral shop he worked at wasn't a big deal. He'd bring home the brightest flowers he could find to help cheer up the quiet apartment. 

When he was young, still living in the tomb, flowers were a rarity, yet the few that popped up filled his younger self with joy and peacefulness. Whether he put them in his sisters hair or placed them around his room, he thoroughly enjoyed the short time they lasted.

Maybe that is why he was so attached to them now, filling up as much of their apartment as possible with decorative foliage and flowers, keeping them alive as long as possible.

 Today he had brought home a bouquet of lilacs, in order to replace the ones that had started to die. Before he could remove the old ones from the vase, he could hear noises from Ryou's room. He glanced over, noticing the door was shut, and sighed. Ryou had been reclusive lately, well, more so than usual. Perhaps...if it had worked on himself before...

Malik slowly opened the door to Ryou's room, walking in while grinning.

Rei looked this new face up and down, taking in his appearance. Rei found he looked much like an angel, or what he thought was one. After deciding that this existence was acceptable, he smiled and opened his mouth to speak.