A/N: Thought I'd go for sweet this time. Enjoy!
He twirled the flower in his hands, allowing the soft petals graze his glove. There were few things this hog sat still for. But man, this had to be one of them. He gazed out into the field, smiling at the flowers that seemed to reach out for the sun's light to caress them.
It made him think about her. His very own little flower, you could say. His rose. Longing for his touch.
A gentle smile bloomed upon his face, and he brought the flower up to his nose, allowing the fresh scent of it overtake his senses. The sweet aroma wafting across his mind. His eyes shutting along with his mind. Just standing there, smelling the crispness of fresh morning dew.
And when he opened his eyes, the flowers on the ground blew back, and he was gone.
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The first rays of sunlight filtered in through her curtains, shining directly on her face. Her eyes fluttered open, looking at the open window, the curtains blowing inwards. And the freshly picked flower on her window box, sparkling in the morning light, just as a radiant smile overtook her features.