both are what a perfect bouquet is made of



Raphael had the very rare ability to really piss you off. You weren’t one to fight easily but he just made you furious sometimes and the worst part was, him acting like it wasn’t even his fault.

You went to your friend Magnus to complain. He had known both of you for a while now and Magnus always had good advice when you needed it.

“I mean can you believe him?” You ramble on, “He is such a -…”

“Handsome, perfect boyfriend?” You hear a voice saying. You turn around and see Raphael standing there with a huge bouquet of flowers.

“What are you doing here?” You ask still angry at him.

“Look, I’m sorry okay? I acted like an idiot.”

“Damn right you did.” You try to keep a straight face but you couldn’t help the smile forming on your face.

“So do you forgive me my love?” He asks with a smug voice.

“Just this one time…you won’t get away so easily next time.” You look at the flowers and tilt your head, “Where did you get those? It’s the middle of the night.”

“I borrowed them.”

“You mean you stole them.”

“The things I do for you.” He says dramatical and smiles.