omg hi kate I actually have a bouquet of sunflowers sitting on my kitchen table rn if u remind me I'll send u a pic :))
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Reggie's earliest memories are of hot summer morning and bright yellow sunflowers.
His mom used to grow a patch of them in front of their house, just a small row of about four or five flowers, and he remembers sitting outside and watching her tend to them for half an hour every morning. She'd water them, trim their dead leaves, and secure the runt of the patch to a narrow pole to help it stand just as tall and proud as its brothers.
The sunflowers sitting in front of Reggie right now aren't nearly as large as those ones were, but they remind her of his mother and her garden nonetheless, and he feels himself get a little misty-eyed.
"Do you not like them?"
Reggie snaps his head to the side when he hears Sweet Pea speak.
"What, no, of course I like them."
Sweet Pea shrugs. "You haven't said anything in like five minutes, so I wasn't sure. I know most guys aren't flower-types, but I asked Fangs to ask Archie if you'd like them, and he said yes."
"Archie thinks I'm a flower-type?" Reggie asks, raising an eyebrow. He hopes his eyes don't look too glossy, he'd hate to make Sweet Pea think he was upset.
"I mean, aren't you? You just said you liked the flowers I got you."
"I guess, but I'm not supposed to look like a flower-type. I'm tough, remember? I coach football and everything."
Sweet Pea rolls his eyes, taking the seat next to Reggie on his couch. Their shoulders brush as he sits beside him, and Reggie finds himself leaning into the touch.
"Thank you, though. I really do like them."
"Good. They're hard to find this time of year." To anyone else his tone would sound too harsh to be playful, but Reggie knows him well enough to tell he means no harm.
Reggie pries his hand from his lap and lets it rest on Sweet Pea's thigh. He can feel Sweet Pea's open palm settle on top of it, his fingers curling just enough to cradle Reggie's knuckles.
He wants to tell Sweet Pea about his mom and her garden, but he wants to savor the moment the tiniest bit more, so he gives himself over the peace and quiet for now.
His head drops onto Sweet Pea's shoulder, and his eyes slide shut. There are images of bright yellow sunflowers pasted behind his eyelids. He can't tell whose flowers they are this time.
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Um, can we just....for a minute.....appreciate this?! I mean, that look Sweet Pea has like "Omg, okay, that happened....in public..." and they way his hand was definitely lower than polite in that hug...
I'll continue reaching until the day the world freezes over.
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