#inspired by a tiktok that gave red as a taylor song for riddle

[eyreemusings]

Riddle Rosehearts, if he is to be a romantic trope, is first love.

Not the fluffy kind. Not the first time touches and sweet clumsy kisses and sappy promises of love everlasting.

He is the hurting kind.

Realizing that the wild lurches of the gut, the erratic beating of the heart, and face slightly flushed is love only when he witnessed his beloved go through the same thing. Not to him, but to another.

For most, a realization of a first love sends fits of joy and giddiness to the heart as flowers fall from the sky.

For him, he felt that, too, for a brief moment. yet waves of sorrow, regret, and pain flooded him harshly as he realized he loves and he lost long before he actually tried.