This story is most certainly shorter than the last, but we all know how final exams can be. 2 more weeks 2 more weeks
Achoo! Mavis' sneeze seemed to shake the entire warehouse. Flowers shifted in their pots, shelves shuddered, and the customers whipped their heads to find the burst of wind.
"Excuse me," Mavis muttered, her face growing redder still.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Zeref peeked up from where he was admiring a particularly wonderful marigold.
"I'm fine, really," Mavis waved her hands in front of her face shaking nervously. Her face was still red.
Today, Zeref proclaimed that it was the perfect day to go shopping for flowers for the happy couple's new house. They had only ever lived in an apartment, so the need to buy flora was minimum. Mavis had been putting off the day since it was suggested, much to Zeref's annoyance. Somehow the petite blonde found something that they absolutely had to do. Zeref had tried asking his beloved about it, but she brushed him off.
However, Zeref and Mavis stood in the middle of a flower warehouse. Spring was in the air, as were new shipments of exotic plants. Some reminded Zeref of Alvarez, others of extinct species. So much can happen in 400 years, so much can be lost.
Anyways the two had not been in the store for more than five minutes when it began. Whipping and unforgiving winds rocked the store and startled the other consumers. It was Mavis…. She was sneezing.
Sneezing is NOT supposed to rattle hanging baskets.
ACHOO! Mavis released another gust of air from her nostrils. By now the customers were starting to get suspicious of the two. Sniffling, Mavis muttered another apology, her voice sounding hoarse like nails on a chalk board.
"Mavis you sound terrible, I think you might need to go see a doctor," Zeref tried to express his worry to ne avail.
"NO!" Mavis paled at the thought of a certain pink haired doctor. Regaining her composure, she turned away from Zeref," It's just a small cold, nothing more."
"That sounds like a little more than the common cold," Zeref began checking her forehead for a fever. Mavis blushed under his touch.
"It's nothing really, see," Mavis bent down and began sniffing the asters," I'm perfectly- ACHOO!"
Dizzy, Mavis panted," I'm good, see." She forced a weak smile. Zeref seemed to have lit a lightbulb inside of his head, as his face suddenly glowed with realization.
"You're allergic to flowers!"
"It's just a few allergies, nothing much." Mavis let out another sneeze.
The day ended there.
The next morning Zeref woke Mavis with a smile on his face," Come see, come see." He looked like a kid in the candy store, which was not his usual composed and mature face.
"I'm coming," Mavis wiped the sleep from her eyes. What greeted her next had her in tears.
Zeref had led her to their front porch which was now gleaming with flowers. Each looked perfectly realistic, but were in fact fake.
"Since you once mentioned that you would love to have flowers woven into your house, I thought that this might be enough for now."
"Yes, yes! It's perfect." They exchanged one quick kiss before Mavis ran off to play in the soil or something like that.
