i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
Flora can practically feel the implosion of Koa's emotions, watching as the blood drains from his knuckles and heats his cheeks, imagining the places where his tenderness and boyish affection must be hiding in order to make room for his rage and anger. She wants him to understand so that he can heal, so that he can walk away knowing that he won the breakup, that he was the golden one, that every ounce of sympathy should be laid at his feet.
Only then, as understandable as it is, he's lashing out at her, and gods but it's so incredibly predictable the way the sparks of his anger immediately have Flora forgetting all the ways she was meant to be soothing his ego, forgetting how big her grief and guilt had been only moments ago, and instead needing to defend herself.
"To be clear, the fucking expectations of mine that you FAiLeD OvEr AnD OvEr to meet included—" Holding up a finger, Flora lifts her eyebrows. "Not sneaking out of my window after taking my virginity—" She holds up another finger. "And not having the decency to just tell me you were interested in someone else instead of just fucking me whenever and galavanting off with my best friend."
Looking at the sunflowers and then back at him, the queen folds her arms around her chest once more before trying to hide a sniffle. "You sound like you're already pretty sure you're better off without me, so.." Her cheeks felt unbearably hot as if the sheen from her tears was magnifying the sun, but she wouldn't wipe at them, instead just tightening the knot of her own arms around her body.
Only then, as understandable as it is, he's lashing out at her, and gods but it's so incredibly predictable the way the sparks of his anger immediately have Flora forgetting all the ways she was meant to be soothing his ego, forgetting how big her grief and guilt had been only moments ago, and instead needing to defend herself.
"To be clear, the fucking expectations of mine that you FAiLeD OvEr AnD OvEr to meet included—" Holding up a finger, Flora lifts her eyebrows. "Not sneaking out of my window after taking my virginity—" She holds up another finger. "And not having the decency to just tell me you were interested in someone else instead of just fucking me whenever and galavanting off with my best friend."
Looking at the sunflowers and then back at him, the queen folds her arms around her chest once more before trying to hide a sniffle. "You sound like you're already pretty sure you're better off without me, so.." Her cheeks felt unbearably hot as if the sheen from her tears was magnifying the sun, but she wouldn't wipe at them, instead just tightening the knot of her own arms around her body.
