31. Flowers
Three days of the year, he bought flowers. It wasn't really anything special to anyone else, but he still bought them.
Once for her. His sister in all but blood, who'd helped him during his Turk training. She'd been killed a few years ago, by their insane ex-general. He always put the pretty flowers in the Church, where they were usually found by Strife, who'd lay them near the altar. If he knew who left the, he never said.
Once for his mother. She'd been his everything, and when she'd died, he had been devastated. Her grave was merely a small plot in the crematorium, where he laid her flowers on a nameplate. That was all he could do.
And his favorite flower purchase every year, was his lovers birthday. That one always made him smile, and the multicolored roses always said what he wanted. He was home early today, and when he opened the door, he was treated to that same resigned smile as he placed the flowers in his hand.
But he wouldn't give up any one of them.
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I'm a hopeless romantic, no doubt about it. Soooooo, you get this drivel. It's in Reno's PoV just so's you know. And Rude likes his flowers.