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The Flower Chronicles: Pride
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Much like Barbatos, Solomon had lived for many years, he’s fallen in love, he’s had lovers but never has he experienced Hanahaki Disease from one of them before. Well that was before he met you.
He never expected to fall as hard as he did. He’s had lovers, past relationships but none that has ever threatened his life like you have, and he honestly kinda loved it.
He loved the thrill, but he hated the pain he felt when he saw you smile knowing he’d never see such joy again. Oh how he loved you, he loved you till the end.
Which happened quicker than he wanted.
He woke up that day petals and blood spilling out and laying on his pillow. He smiled bitterly knowing this is how he’ll end, not seeing your face as he slipped into the never ending dark, but his room full of spells and books. Solomons eyes widened as he coughed out one more flower before falling limp, blood pooling from his mouth and head.
The flower that laid beside him, the final show of his true adoration for you, someone he wish he had by his side.