#my best girl🤧 the flower in her hand🤧🤧🤧

[idrille]

my OC, Sofia <3

as drawn by the lovely @toruq !! thank you so much for this gorgeous rendition I’m literally obsessed

[pucksandpower]

is there a possibility of a part two on the mv1 vegas wedding, perhaps how they might have church wedding ? 🥹🥹 it was just so sickly sweet, i cant get enough of it 🤧🫶

There is definitely a possibility of a part two (though this is a little shorter than my usual work so we can also just call it a second epilogue)

Read part one here: What Happens in Vegas

You stand in front of the floor length mirror, smoothing your hands over the flowing white dress. Today you’re finally getting the real wedding you missed out on during that wild night in Vegas.

A pair of tiny hands suddenly grab at the tulle skirts of your dress. You look down to see your flower girl and daughter, two-year-old Vega, grinning up at you.

“Mama pwetty!” She declares. You scoop her up and kiss her cherub cheek.

“Why thank you, my love! But not as pretty as you in your special dress.”

Vega giggles and squirms to be put down so she can toddle around in her poufy flower girl outfit. You take a deep breath, heart swelling with love for your family.

A knock at the door announces your father’s arrival. “Knock knock! Ready to go become Mrs. Verstappen again?”

You take Vega’s hand and turn to your dad with a radiant smile. “Absolutely. How do I look?”

Your father presses a hand to his heart. “Oh honey ... you look absolutely beautiful. Max is going to bawl his eyes out.”

You laugh, feeling a few happy tears prick your own eyes. “Let’s just hope that Daniel doesn’t mess up his lines too badly. Did you see the Elvis costume he was begging to wear?”

Your father chuckles. “Don’t worry, I talked him into a normal tux. He promised to be on his most professional behavior as officiant today.”

“I’ll believe that when I see it,” you joke. “Really though, thank you for standing by me through all the craziness these past few years. I’m so glad we’re finally doing this for real.”

He pulls you into a careful hug so as not to wrinkle your dress. “I’m just so happy for you and Max. Now come on, let’s get you married again!”

The ceremony is being held outside at a gorgeous vineyard, rows of vines dripping with grapes serving as the perfect backdrop. Your heartbeat quickens as the music swells and Vega heads down the aisle, haphazardly tossing rose petals from her little basket.

Then it’s your turn.

On your father’s arm, you glide towards the floral archway where a nervous but beaming Max waits. The love shining from his eyes when he sees you takes your breath away all over again.

Daniel stands at his side looking polished in his suit, though his hair maintains its signature wild curls. He winks at you as you take your place across from Max beneath the arch.

“Family and friends,” Daniel begins, “we are gathered here today to witness the renewal of vows between Y/N and Max. Their first wedding may have been, shall we say, unconventional—”

“You mean drunk and hasty!” Someone calls out. Laughter ripples through the guests.

Daniel grins. “Yes, thank you Lando. But today we celebrate Y/N and Max formalizing their union after three wonderful years of marriage.”

He turns to Max. “Do you, Max, reaffirm your vow to love and cherish Y/N as your lawfully wedded wife, in plenty and want, in joy and sorrow, so long as you both shall live?”

Max gazes into your eyes. “I do, absolutely.”

Daniel repeats the question to you. You blink back joyful tears. “I do, with all my heart.”

“Wonderful!” Daniel says. “Now, the couple has prepared their own vows to share today.”

He gestures to Max, who clears his throat and takes both your hands in his.

“Y/N, that crazy night in Vegas, I never could have imagined where it would lead us. The past two years as your husband have been the best of my life. Every day with you and our daughter is a gift.”

Max’s voice cracks with emotion. “You are my rock, my inspiration, my very best friend. Thank you for taking a chance on me then and choosing to recommit to our partnership today.”

He dabs at his eyes as Daniel prompts you for your vows. You have to take a steadying breath around the balloon of love swelling in your chest.

“Max, what can I say? You’ve turned this reckless whim into the love story of a lifetime. Being your wife and mother of your child are the greatest honors I could imagine.”

You squeeze his hands, voice thick with feeling. “You challenge me, support me, and make me laugh and love more than I ever thought possible every single day. I vow to keep racing into the future with you by my side.”

There’s not a dry eye left as Daniel concludes the ceremony. “By the power vested in me by BecomeAnOfficiantIn20Minutes dot com, I now pronounce you man and wife … again!”

Max sweeps you into a deep kiss as your loved ones erupt into cheers. Vega toddles up to tug on your dress, wanting in on the family hug. You scoop her up and press kisses all over her face as Max wraps his arms around you both.

It’s a perfect moment.

The reception is a joyful and hilarious blur. At one point Max pulls you aside, nodding to where Vega is passed out in her godfather Christian’s arms after tiring herself out dancing.

“Can you believe we made that perfect little girl together?” Max murmurs.

You shake your head wonderingly. “She’s the best surprise to come out of that crazy night.”

Max kisses your temple. “I would marry you a hundred more times if it means I got to relive this journey with you over and over.”

You lean into him contentedly. However unorthodox the start of your relationship was, you’ve built an incredible life together.

And it’s only just beginning.

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

Hello ladies and gentlethems, guess who is back?

You know who should be a ship? Lily and Marlene. Like omgg they'll be THE couple. Ok not the IT couple cause in my mind that will always be marylily. But like the couple that no one saw coming but it makes so much sense and they're ruling the world now.

1) It starts off with Lily going to watch her practice (but nope she will never admit it she is just there to read mhmm)

2) OHH for the sake of dumb oblivious sapphics, (a lil love note to @her-midas-touch ) Lily thinks she is only going to the practice to watch James cause duhh all his flirting is finally starting to sink in or something but omg why is Marls flirting with me. Oh wait- she flirts with everyone. BUT WHY AM I GETTING AFFECTED BY THISS REMUS HEEELLPPPP

3) I think once her initial crisis is dealt with, Lily will start flirting back (which will in turn send Marlene into a crisis of her own cause omfg how to respond when someone that isn't Sirius flirts back sjndsjdkfnjd). I'm so dam sure that Lily will rope Mary and Remus into helping her get Marlene to admit she likes her too

4) Their dates would be so cliché but like thats the best part. Think riding in the same broom and watching the sunset in the clouds, sitting in the library and Marls watching as Lily gets excited and over focused interchangeably over books, ohh they would so go to Madame Puddifoots just to like beat the heternormalcy of it all.

5) Lily would absolutely lose it when Marlene wears a suit. But then, Lily wears one and Marls is dead. She is deceased. Slay in Peace gurl

6) Late night swims and wild flower bouquets and books with dog earred pages that open to silly doodles and kisses to joined hands and secretive smiles across the table and Lily wearing Marls's quidditch uniform and Marlene wearing Lily's hair tie in her wrist. That's them.

7) Their ship name would be something like... I actually have no idea what the hell my brain is empty halp

LILYLENE/FIRELILY!!!!!! they have my entire heart fr

1) absolutely. that girl would rather die than admit that she's there for marlene (or anyone for that matter. she has a reputation after all)

2) so real of her. dumb oblivious sapphics have my entire heart btw. she would be freaking out at first bc how could she let james get to her like that??? oh god, she's so much better than this (she is, but she doesn't know that yet). her running to remus is so real of her. moonflower supremacy

3) oh absolutely. marlene had the biggest gay panic ever over it

also, yes. lily gets everyone involved (with the exception of james who would tell marlene the second he gets drunk bc he would feel bad about keeping a secret from his "sister")

4) hejsbs9eh9b I NEED a fic of them just going on cute dates :(

5) lily thinks she's entered heaven or something (she has). marlene knows that she has

6) it so is. it absolutely is

7) I will stand by firelily 🤧

[signedeclipse]

hi! I was seeing your emergency requests post and i feel like seriously? Just last night i was a teary mess of problems and this is what i need T~T can i make a request? 🤧 i would like a Gyutaro x fem reader one shot in a victorian au (like pride and predjudice, u know it) where reader is a high society lady and gyu is a little less fortunate financially but for some reason he meet her and both fall in love but it's a forbbiden love cause she have to marriage a rich man like her but she don't care cause she loves gyu and both fight for their love. Also if you can, can you put some fluff nsfw? Only if you can, I would be very grateful if you did 👉👈

Runaway [Gyutaro X Reader]

Reader is Human Female | Romance w/NSFW

Recommended Song - Flower Garden by Joe Hisaishi

It had taken years of action, inaction and desperation to get you where you were now.

All the way in the Gifu prefecture, hidden in a small village where no one had even heard of your last names. It was the safest option if either of you didn't want to get hunted down by family.

"Promise you'll be safe, Daki?"

"Do I look like I can't handle myself? Go out there and take care of my brother!" She was feisty, that girl. Daki had sent you and Gyu away after sneaking you aboard a carriage; in her business, she had many connections, and she was sure to prove that.

But it still stung; Daki was the only one who supported your and Gyutaro's decision to be together. The only true family either of you had.

Still, you were grateful. Had it not been for her, you would have never made it to your new home.

You had more than enough wealth to keep you both comfortable till the day you perished and used a generous amount to get a nice cabin off the town.

Gyutaro contributed via carrying the luggage and protecting you, which was all you could have asked for.

You could hear the carriage rattling back where it came from when Gyutaro entered, carrying the remainders of your belongings. The silence in the empty house was inviting, contrasting the loud atmosphere of either of your homes.

"I got the fire going, perfect timing, too." You gestured towards the window, where the sun could be seen setting. Gifu had humid days and cold, windy nights. It would be best to keep the house as warm as possible so you could enjoy the first night of true freedom.

Gyutaro only grinned, dropping the things on the ground to which you gave a shout of protest, silenced by him scooping you up into his arms and holding your head into his chest.

"Stop caring about the fire and start celebrating!" He teased your constant stressing with his words of encouragement, "We made it!"

His grin was contagious; soon, the corners of your mouth lifted into a careful smile. He had never lived in a house as luxurious, and you had never lived in such a small cottage.

Nonetheless, it had aspects each of you admired, so Gyutaro challenged you by racing into every room, looking in awe. All the while, you twirled around in the comfort it gave.

It was small, sure, but you liked that. Your voice didn't echo off every wall reminding you how small you were; they wrapped around you like welcoming blankets.

"Come see this!" Gyutaro called to you from upstairs.

"Im coming! Im coming…" Your voice fell to a whisper as you climbed the steps to your bedroom, where a grand window sat opposite the final step, separated by a large tatami mat.

Gyutaro was putting down some luggage holding your bedding, but his attention was drawn to the view outside the window.

Gorgeous mountains with snow-tipped tops towered over a central lake, sloping downwards until they reached the lowest point of your house. It was a beautiful sight, not a single other place aside from a dock that entered the lake.

It must have been where most of the fishing was done because a rushing river was the only other body of water nearby.

"Care for a swim?" Gyutaro came towards you with grabby hands that you smacked away.

"Maybe in the summer." The thought was still exciting; while it may be too cold in the spring season, the idea of dipping into water barely touched by humans seemed exhilarating.

You helped him open the cases to free your pillows and blankets, which was probably the most amount of anything you brought.

One of your favourite things to do together was sleep in, but it was rare that you and Gyutaro ever had the opportunity to share a bed. It was strange to think that now it would be every day, and not a single person would interrupt that.

You set the pillows up comfortably, so your head was against one of the walls, one side being the stairs and the other the window. You didn't want to miss the view, but you weren't exactly over the paranoia of watching your door every 5 minutes to make sure no one caught you and your cabbage patch kid of a fiance kissing.

The moment it was finished, you both collapsed into the sheets. Gyutaro let out a loud sigh of relief as you stretched your arms and legs out, letting one-half of them land over top of him.

"And just like that…"

"Far from 'just,' more like 'after a century of uphill battles'" Gyutaro cut you off by mocking your voice and mannerisms, to which you laughed and rolled up to his side.

He wasted no time wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you up onto his chest, so you laid with your legs on either side of him.

~~~

Hot breaths stained your bare neck as Gyutaro panted into every movement of his hips into yours.

Quiet conversations in bed quickly turned upside down after you felt something prodding you while you laid on him, and with the newfound freedom came unending intimacy.

"Really?" "You know it, babe~" One sheepish smile later, and he had you cradled under him in blankets, with his cock penetrating deep. Your skin was peppered with careful kisses and the occasional mark.

Clothes clung loosely to either of you, some discarded and some merely unbuttoned in the speed of need.

Gyutaro muttered all sorts of lewd but endearing things into your skin as he pushed into you, holding on and ensuring your bodies were as pressed together as humanely possible.

He wasn't going too far tonight, but he at least wanted to lay first claim to prove how thankful he was.

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Author Note - I actually don't know Pride and Prejudice haha but I hope I still captures Victorian era! Gyutaro did exist through the victoria era, which is an interesting thought!

Hope this helps you feel better <3 Thank you for being my first emergency request

Word Count - 982

[moneymasnn]

Flower girl and Her Football boys| A Mason Mount And Ben Chilwell Love Triangle

Chapter 5:

Masterlist

Notes: sorry this has taken a while to post but I hope enjoy!!! It hasn’t been very well proof read so plz don’t juggle any mistakes🤧Also do you guys want me to make a gif list??? And if I started making a playlist for this series would you guys like that? <3

You could see your hand was shaking in the corner of your eye as you nervously tried to applied the dark coloured eyeliner. A million emotions waving through you and it felt like too much to handle. Saying you were nervous for your date with Mason would be an understatement.

You had agreed for him to pick you up from your house at 7pm, you sent him your address over messages and texted him telling him to call when he was outside. So that explains why you were so startled when there was a ruff bang at your door.

Your walked over to the door, standing on your tiptoes to become in eye line with the little piece of glass. Your eyes widened as soon as you saw who was standing at your door. Immediately pulling away to open the door and grab Ben pulling him inside by his arm.

"What the fuck Y/n?" Ben exclaimed as you harshly pulled him, checking outside to see if maybe Mason was there. When there was no sign of him you slam the door and turn to Ben, who was standing with a sour face and his arms crossed.

Shit.

"Ben this really isn't a good time-" you huff, rubbing your temples slightly.

“You really let me fuck you on your kitchen counter just so you could go on a date with my best mate a few days later?” Ben says as he barges past you, making way to the kitchen.

You hadn't followed him, you stood in the hallway, your mouth wide as you tried to collect your thoughts, realising how much of a predicament you were in.

You curl your fists and shut your eyes in a silent grown before making way to the kitchen where you saw Ben leaning on the counter, clearly very angry.

There it was again, that lingering silence that always surrounded in the presence of Ben.

"You look, really beautiful" He says as he looks you up and down. The expression on his face made your heart bleed.

You sympathetically smiled at him "thank you" you quietly replied before making your way over to him placing your arm on his shoulder.

"Ben, you really need to leave. He's picking me up in 10 minuets, I'm really sorry." You rub his arm slights before pulling away.

Ben raises his head up as his bright blue eyes stare into yours, before you even noticed him leaning in he pushes his face into yours, his hands grabbing your waist as he tried to kiss you as deep as possible.

You melted into the kiss for a few seconds before placing your hands on his chest to pull him away, "Ben" you mumble into the kiss, as you deny entrance to anymore of his tongue.

He pulls his head back, keeping a firm grip on your waist as you place a hand on his face, "We can't" you say as he bumps his nose against yours.

"I know, I know." As much as he didn't want to he pulled his hands of your waist, as he stood up straight.

"Go on a date with him y/n. And if you like him and he makes you happy then I'll leave you alone, and I'll never mention it to mase."

Your eyes felt glossy as you felt the sense to hold him tight, "I dont know what to say, Ben." You can't bare to look at him knowing you're obviously hurting him.

Ben opened his mouth to talk before the echo of a few gentel knocks filled the house.

"Shit" you mumbled knowing it was defiantly Mason, you blinked an immense about of times before trying to fix your lipstick through the reflection of a dirty spoon on the kitchen table in front of you. Until you realised that was the least of your problems.

Ben was standing in your kitchen.

"Just- shit shit shit- Just go upstairs and wait until we've gone then you can leave, make sure you lock the house behind you, leave my key under the mat outside." You whisper shouted You push ben up the stairs.

He would be lying of he didn't find the situation a little bit exilerating, but that scared him slightly as the last thing he would ever want to do in this would would be hurt mason, the boy who was like a brother to him.

You brushed off your outfit as you open the door to a very smiley Mason. He had the typical toothy grin he always wore, he had jeans and a jumper on with a big bouquet of tulips In his hands.

Your eyes flicked from his smile to the flowers as he gently gave them a shake, a smile spreading across your face. "No one talks about how hard it is to buys flowers for a girl that owns a flower shop." He huffs as though he had just lived the most stressful 10 minuets of his life.

You pulled him in for a hug and kissed his cheek, "Thank you mase, they're perfect." Mason felt his cheeks pink at the slight peck of your lips on the skin of his cheek.

Mean while your heart was fluttering at the little tag hanging out the bunch of tulips, written:

To flower girl,

Hope you like your flowers

from No19 x

It was the same handwriting for the note you got when he first invited you to the stadium. "Do you want to come in and ill quickly put them in a vase?" You gently take the flowers out fo his hands as you make way for him to walk in.

You both stood in the kitchen as you quickly pulled out a vase and stared to fill it with water from the tap. You could feels masons eyes never leave you as he watched your every move. watching you like you were his favourite character in a movie.

It was at that moment you remembered a certain hidden brunette was upstairs. You quickly placed the flowers in the vase before fulling them around signalling back to the door.

You both smiled as you pushed on your trainers and walked out the door, making suer you left your key on the table for Ben to lock the door behind you.

Mason had told you to dress casual, you was slightly happy about this since you felt weird about sitting in a fancy restaurant with him with an over priced menu, talking about stupid things until eventually you both run out of things to say. Was it obvious you had never been on a date before?

Meanwhile Ben waited for masons car to pull off your drive while he sat on the end of your bed, his eyes scanning your messy room. He couldn't help but giggle at the number of outfits on your bedroom floor, he knew he had messed up letting you go out that door with mason. Especially when he noticed a tiny navy blue piece of card balancing on your mirror, he fought the urge to pick it up and invade your privacy, but he found it captivating that he had seen that hand writing before. When Ben stood up and moved closer to scan the little piece of paper, his heart hurt more as he realised you had kept a meaningless note from Mason on your mirror, in a place where you would look at it everyday. Ben had never left you a note before the match he invited you too, he never got you flowers. Why has he never gotten you flowers? Ben was suddenly noticing all his wrongs and all of Masons rights.

You bundled into his car fiddling with the hem of your jumper, your mind was stuck on Ben, who was stuck in your house. But mostly the fact he had told you to go on your date with Mason, he didn't fight for you.

You both chatted in the car, laughing away at the tiny little finger marks up the car window, that had no doubt been put there by his niece.

But mason didn't just speak about himself, he wanted to know about you. He wanted to know everything about you, and not just the best parts but the parts that you so clearly cut off from people, he wanted you to feel comfortable in his company, like you could tell him anything.

Mason had never felt fuzzy about a girl before, it worried him until he had a phone call with his him mum where she told him he might have just met the one, 'the one' he thought? He was only young but he knew where ever this feeling was talking him, he needed to follow it.

He pulled up at the local bowling centre, a place you had ben many times. You would come visit your aunts shop as a kid. You tried to control the smile on your face as you realised he was going to take you bowling for a first date.

Mason open your car door before you had a chance as he helped you get out the car, shutting the door behind you. "I know its the type of thing 15 year olds do, but I thought it might be fun." He shrugged with a sheepish smile.

"It won be fun for you when I completed smash you" You smirk as you start to walk to the centre.

"Oh now you've started a war" Mason giggles as he catches up to you, your hands brushing as he works up the courage to take your in his. Linking your fingers together he kept a straight face, not daring to look down at you because then you would notice how embarrassingly red his face was.

You walked into the empty bowling alley, Illuminouse neon purple lights highlighting all his best features as you couldn't stop staring at his hand in yours.

He slightly squeezed your hand before letting go to talk with the manager, turns out he had rented out the whole bowling alley for just you both.

"What would you like to drink?" Masons voice snapped you of your gaze as you were staring around at all the empty alleys, the quiet hum of of pop songs playing in the background.

"Im having a beer, they do cocktails though?" Mason raised his eyebrows with smirk as he shaked the menu in his hand.

"I could down 10 shots and still beat you at bowling mount, dont think alcohol is going to give you an advantage." You smirk back as you start to skim though the menu, eventually ordering a pornstar martini.

Mason put your names on the machine, titling him self as 'football boy' and you as 'flower girl'. One of the many little things he did that night that made you smile and your stomach flutter.

"What no fair" he moaned as you managed to score your second strike of the night, you were ahead of mason by but only by 4 points.

You threw your hands in the air as you twirled around to face him again, smugly walking over to down your second cocktail of the night. You felt slightly tipsy, but you held it together better than Mason, who you had convinced to have a pornstar martini too and you could tell it had thrown him of his aim slightly.

You were both giggling messes half the night, as you were constantly bumping each-others shoulders. Mason had worked up the courage a few times to put his hands near your waist and tickle you and eventually lifting you in the air after he scored his first strike.

Lucky you you managed to beat Mason at the game by only 2 points, this clearly annoyed him though, but he refused to be a sore loser.

You were both now sat in one of the booths at the back fo the room eating shitty pizza with a Fanta and coke.

"Its because im a gentleman, I let you win." Mason smirked at you for teasing him. Your are trying to stop the laughs falling from your mouth as he sat with a slice of pizza in his hand, complaining about his loss.

"Im at a disadvantage" he whines as he takes another bite of the pizza in front of you.

"Whys that?" You question through giggles.

"Because my opponents pretty, I got distracted" he pouts as he takes another bite.

He did everything right that night, he made you laugh, he made you comfortable, he made you happy. There wasn't a lot of small talk, it was more of just enjoying each others company. It was perfect.

You sat in the booth for way over a couple hours, downing water to sober Mason down slightly before making the drive home.

You walked out holding hands again, until you got in the car to go home. Once you sat down he picked your hand back up again and placed it on his lap. He didn't want to come on to strong, but it was like he couldn't not be touching you.

When you got to your house he walked you to the door, you both stood patiently at the door for a moment while you unlocked it. "Do you want to come in?" You loved his company, but you didn't want to rush it and sleep with him, yet.

"Ive actually got training tomorrow so I better not" Mason says as he scraches the back of his neck, he was clearly nervous.

You smile and nodd in a response as you both stand there for a little while longer, you are about to speak up until he finally did.

"Y/n, can I kiss you?" You knew it was coming but you didn't think he would actually ask you. You felt shocked at first, Mason seeing your shock as an evidant no.

"Sorry, if that was- sorry you dont." Mason starts to panic, clearly rambling on.

"No, its just, no ones ever actually asked before." You awkwardly giggle.

Mason just looks in your eyes for a second, he wasn't going to lean in until you told him he could. He wanted to kiss you but he also wanted things to be on your terms, not wanting to rush you.

You giggle at his little soft expression that was plastered on his face, "You can kiss me mase"

And with that you watch him lean in, with smile on his lips. He places his lips slowly on yours, not moving them much, just enjoying the feeling of your lips on his. He slowly bought one hand up to hold your waist and the other on your jaw as his fingers tangled in your hair.

He slowly added more pressure pushing his lips further onto yours, still using no tongue. The kiss was sweet and meaningful. It was slow and soft. It was the absolute juxtapose to Bens.

Mason pulls away keeping his face firmly close to yours as he pushes some stray hair behind your ear. That stupid toothy grin still placed on his lips. "Thank you for a good night mase." You smiled on to his lips before you peck him again and pull away to enter your house.

"Night y/n"

You felt the butterfly's like a teenage school girl in your stomach that night, your date with Mason was amazing, but you knew that if he found out about Ben then everything would be ruined.

Next day mason couldn't stop the smile that was on his face, he felt like he was falling in love with you, and instead of worrying about it he just enjoyed the feeling.

He marched into training , hugging all of the boys as he messes around acting like the big child he usually is at work, but he was being little extra this morning.

“Someone’s happy mate, did you getting some?” Ben jokes as he pats Mason on the back with a fake smile.

"I really like her man, like really like her" Mason huffs as he falls back on the locker room bench next to Ben. As ben was putting his training clothing on, trying to not to make eye contact with ben at the fact he didn't answer his question.

Ben felt guilty for sleeping with you, but at the same time he didn't regret it.

"I think she's the one" Mason nods as he leans forward, patting his knees.

"The one?" Ben repeats confused, as he sits down next to Mason.

"She's got me feeling like a teenager man" Mason rubes his face in his hands.

"You down bad bro" Ben once again fake laughs as he starts to walk away, not being able to handle Mason talk about you knowing you probabaly felt the same.

chapter 6...

Ben at first though maybe it would be a good idea to a avoid you for a few days, then he realised that he was just giving you more time to think about your amazing date with Mason.

So he did something he didn't think he was going to do on a Thursday morning, with his head head high he was going to walk into your flower shop and demand you make a decision.