You stood in the garden, waiting for Olivia's mother to show. But a certain flower caught your attention, drawing your body too.

Before you even knew it, you were walking away from Olivia who was telling you something, you wanted to stop, but you just had to know what it was that was on the bush. Suddenly...

Thunk!

You find yourself shrieking as you stagger fourth, tumbling into a rose bush, but a strong grip grasps your arm, pulling you to their chest as they seem just as startled as you.

You feel your cheeks radiating with heat as this was definitely a dude with a broad chest and was very built. He was tall too because your face was resting against his stomach which was hard as a rock— w-were those abs?!

You start to physically melt as you've never been so close to a guy like this before. But his grip on you was set. His heartbeat was steady.

“Sis. Why is mom shorter than usual?” He calls over to your guessing Olivia.

Olivia rushes over as she notices the guy holding you in that awkward state. “Um... That's not mom...” She says, confused.

You look up at the guy at the same time he looks down at you. Your heart nearly stops to skip a beat when his gaze lands on your (E/C) orbs. You felt yourself hold your breath as he seems confused.

“Oh? Then who is she?” He asks, fluffing your hair as you whimper, wanting to be released, but was stunned by his cuteness.

“This is (Y/N)! She is a human! She's going to be staying with us for a while dear brother, until we find her a way back home.” Olivia tells him.

“Oh. Okay.” He says in a deep, husky voice as he lets you go. “Sorry (Y/N).”

You feel yourself internally scream as you finally release that air you've been holding in.

“H-H-Hi!~” You wheeze.

He raises an eyebrow, just looking at you like you were a tiny odd human being, then he looks at Olivia.

“She's broken.” He says bluntly.

Sparrow came running to Olivia, the guy, and you. Just in time for the show to watch the moss bloom.

“Good evening my dear baby cousins! Greetings (Y/N)!" He waves, a huge smile painted on his face.

Enoch let you go, turning towards Sparrow as he steps away from you in a odd manner. “Hello...” He spoke tiredly, yawning softly as he tilts his head Olivia's direction.

Olivia smiles as she waves happily at Sparrow, leaving you to give a tiny shy wave.

Olivia pushes Enoch towards the moss flowers that were growing out of control. The last you saw was a beautiful garden, but now it was covered by that revolting looking green, thick mossy stuff. You frown, sadden by the sight but Enoch grumbles.

“Okay, okay. Give me a minute, sis.” He complains, his back to everyone as he steps into the moss. He soon got attacked by the moss. You yelp out in shock.

“Don't worry! It's just apart of it. He's still learning how to properly bloom them.” Olivia calms you as you gulp and watch.

Sparrow watches too, excited like a little kid waiting to see a surprise. As the moss kept on growing and growing fast now. Starting to cover Sparrow's feet. “Ooooooo~ such is set.” Sparrow reclaims as the sun soon set in place.

Enoch was fully devoured by the moss flowers, but soon. Something beautiful was to happen. You just didn't know it yet.

Just as you felt the moss flowers start to grow on your feet to your legs. You panic. A scream escapes you as you try to wipe it off of you. Sparrow looks over, but the same thing happen to him as he closes his eyes, not really scared by it.

Suddenly. The moss rose to the skies, fading to pop into light, pink flowers that gently float in the air, swirling slowly, some faster than the others.

The moss was now gone, but replaced by these... Flowers?

You felt the panic subsiding as you were confused yet... Amazed. “Wow...” You breathe out as Enoch turns his head to look at you, but he walks away.

He just up and left.

Sparrow was amazed by the view as well. “Woow~ always as beautiful as ever.” He remarks, watching as some of the flowers fell in his hair. Soon noticing that Enoch left, but he didn't mind it, thinking he would just find some other place to nap.

You watch at he left. “Is he always like this?” You ask, curious.

“Oh? Enoch must be tired. He may be taking a nap.” Olivia tells you.