I just put this together in the last 15 minutes, but I thought it would be something cute! Hope you enjoy! :D
Buttercup Flower
Miley and Oliver were slowly walking through the local park one afternoon, after Lilly had ditched them to hang out with her boyfriend, and Miley's brother Jackson. Miley and Oliver were gradually getting used to Lilly and Jackson going out, and in the process themselves have grown closer to each other.
They decided to stop and sit on a patch of grass and they both laid down on their backs watching the puffy white clouds pass overhead.
"I love the spring," Miley commented, continuing to watch her surroundings.
"What's you're favorite thing about spring?" Oliver asked, propping himself up with his elbows to look at her.
"The flowers blooming," She replied, looking around the park gazing at them.
"What's you're favorite?"
"Definitely the daisy," She responded, "What about you?"
"I-I'm a guy, I don't really have a favorite flower," Oliver responded.
"Oh come on," Miley persisted, getting up from her laying position and sitting Indian style towards Oliver.
Oliver mimicked Miley's actions, "Well if I had to tell I would say..." He trailed off looking at the flowers nearby, seeing which one he liked the best. Finally he answered, "The buttercup flower."
Miley laughed slightly, "Why, may I ask?"
"I don't know, it's cool, it tells you if you like butter or not," Oliver said, and Miley looked at him strangely.
"Donut friend say what?"
"You never heard of that?" Oliver asked. Miley shook her head 'no'. "Oh well you place the flower under your chin, and if your chin shows yellow it means you like butter." Oliver explained.
He could decipher from Miley quietness that she couldn't fully understand what he was trying to say, "Here let me show you," he said reaching over to get a buttercup flower itself.
"I place the buttercup flower under your chin," he said now sitting right in front of her, holding the flower directly under her chin.
"And if there's yellow on my chin from the flower, I like butter?" She asked, looking at Oliver directly in the eyes.
Oliver looked back nodding slowly, and they both fell into a silence as they continued to gaze in each other's eyes. They seemed to both unconsciously be getting closer, when all of a sudden a baby started crying near by, breaking their trance.
They both flung their head backs to where they were before, breathing a bit more heavily seeing the position they were in, and what it seemed they were about to do.
"Um," Miley spoke first, throught the little awkwardness lingering, "Do I like butter?"
Oliver forgot momentarily that he was still holding the flower under Miley's chin, and looked down there above the flower was the reflection of the buttercup's yellow on Miley's chin. "Yea, you like butter," He spoke softly.