flowers

Delicate. The word that Mark was looking for, to describe Donghyuck’s expression. It was delicate. And it was all he had been able to think about. He was all Mark had been able to think about.

Harry Potter did not know what the flower over his heart meant until one night when he was seven years old and his fat and loud cousin asked his mother what the yellow rose on his chest meant. Of course, Harry, being somewhat of their personal gardener, knew that the rose, because of its color, was symbolic of jealousy. He also knew that the purple hyacinth on his heart stood for sorrow. Aunt Petunia had sighed, and told her son the rose stood for love anyway. Harry lied to himself, just as his aunt had lied to his cousin. Harry lies to himself a lot. Credit this AU to RayShippouUchiha, and her story Hide A Heart of War. (Thank You!)