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[dwouki]

flowers﹕adam — hazbin hotel (541 w.c)

content﹕ fluff ⋮ fruit and flower picking ⋮ light language use ⋮ gn!reader

synopsis﹕ you and adam are in eden, and he picks you these things he calls 'flowers' !

you and adam were the first humans, living in the paradise god had called eden.

you two had everything a human could ever want and more. fresh water, beautiful animals, fresh food, and each other. what could anyone else ever long for that wasn't already in eden?

everything was perfect. adam was happy, you were happy.

you two were living the perfect life together.

"look at these things." adam said, walking up to you with a smile on his face, holding a group of beautiful plants in his hand.

"do you wanna name them with me? i'm going to call them flowers, but i might need help from you naming them each."

the man said, a gentle breeze blowing against his back, making his fluffy brown hair wave in the wind ever so perfectly.

"these are so fucking pretty, kind of like youing to call them flowers, but i might need help from you naming them each." adam whispered, chuckling at himself afterwards. "god, that's so corny. come on, get out of the water and name this shit with me."

that's right, he told you to get out of the water.

you were bathing in the large pool of water god had left for you two, fresh, clean water.

adam was practically watching you bathe as he talked about these things he named flowers.

eventually when you came out of the water, he smiled and put a crown he had weaved with sticks and plants on his head, offering one he had made for you out of flowers and sticks.

"i'm gonna name this one daisy, and this one rose." adam said, motioning for you to sit next to him as he pointed to a white flower, and then a red flower.

"and this one.. hm." he began, his lips pursing.

for a moment, it seemed like the first man himself was at a loss of words for the flower's beauty.

"i might name it after you." adam said, picking up the flower in between his pointer and middle finger and placing it behind your ear, his touch was gentle.

yet his hands were rough, he had nice hands to say the least.

"look, don't think i'm weird or anything but.. you look nice. you look pretty, even."

woah. did the first man just call you pretty?

apparently, he did.

"don't take it too personal though, don't let it get to your head. i was the first one here and without me, you'd be nothing. i fucking rock, got that?" adam asked, a smirk spread on his lips as he twirled a flower inbetween his fingers.

"look, i call this a bouquet." adam said, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, he was holding his hand out to you.

he was giving you flowers.

he may have been a complete and total asshole, but you had to admit, he had his moments where he could be nice.

"the sun is lowering, we have to make food soon. you go rinse off some of those fruits over there, i'll go pick some more fruit off of those trees while you do that. don't fuck it up, or i'll kill you myself."

adam said, he had a smile on his face now.

and though he'd never admit it, he never regretted naming that flower after you.