For all of you
Flowers
It was funny in a not at all funny way, but this was the first time that he'd ever bought her flowers. It was just one of those things that he'd never done, not for birthday's or Valentines Day's. Neither of them had ever been the type for meaningless, romantic gestures those empty shows of affection were for people who couldn't love the way that they did. At least that was what he had always told himself.
He remembered that his father used to bring his mother flowers all the time. And not as an apology for messing up or as a gift for a special occasion, he used to bring her flowers for no reason other than he wanted to. Just so he got to see her smile. It used to make him laugh because it was sappy and Mia would hit him and say 'no, it was romantic and one day he'd understand'.
But one day had never come and buying flowers for someone had always struck him as silly. So what if they were pretty, you stuck them in a jug and they were still dead with in a few days. It was pointless and a waste and if you wanted flowers there were gardens full of them to look at. Cut flowers made no sense, they weren't him and they weren't Letty either and so he never brought her flowers.
In one of her more fanciful moments Mia had said how wonderfully romantic it would be if Dom did something really special to show Letty how much she meant to him. The just once he should go out of his way to show that there were some brains hiding away behind all that brawn. He should make it clear he was more than just a pretty face and knew Letty was more than just an good lay. He should do the whole dinner and dancing thing. Soft candlelight and their bed covered with rose petals.
Letty, who had been passing and caught the end of her friend's rambling, almost fell through the doorway she was laughing so much. Rose petals on the bed, what a waste, what a mess. The last thing she needed was Dom buying her flowers, especially when there far better things for him to spend money on, ranging from chocolate body paint to handcuffs. What use did she have for flowers?
But here and now he'd brought her flowers, because that's what people were supposed to do. Wasn't it? They put flowers on the grave of a loved one and got some form of closure, it was a way of saying goodbye. The thing was he didn't know how to say goodbye to her, didn't even know if he could.
So the flowers just lay there while he stood not knowing what to say or do. The white petals glowing softly in the fading light, almost seeming to mock him. An empty action that was too late to do any good, because only he could have waited until she was dead before buying her flowers.
(A/N) Sorry for the wait guys and apologies in advance for future sporadic updates. Life is getting on top of me at the moment and my time is not my own, but I'm not abandoning the fandom or the collection and I will update when I can. Here's to keeping the Dotty love alive.
Lamanth xx