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Hazel was just the sweetest. Alfons’s cheeks tinted a bit darker as he continued to listen to her. He found the pastry chef’s mannerisms to be adorable. “M-Maybe…” Alfons admitted in a shy and modest way. He paid attention as the girl continued to talk about the weather. “That’s very true… We never can have mild winters here,” Alfons concurred immediately. “I enjoy spring as well! The flowers are always beautiful.” Honestly, the pollen sometimes irritated his lungs, but he enjoyed the weather and how the flowers looked. The positives outweighed the negatives.
There was a warm, fluttering sensation in Alfons’s stomach when Hazel accepted his arm. He could not stop smiling. “Of course,” the blond answered the brunette, chuckling softly. He appreciated her humor. Without further ado, Alfons led them out the door. Once Hazel locked up, he started walking and leading them to his apartment.
“Do you live nearby the bakery?” Alfons could not help but wonder.
The brunette noted the pink in his cheeks, feeling as if it was contagious. She giggled as he stuttered, unable to hold such a thing back. When he mentioned how he enjoyed the springtime as well, she nodded. “Yes! I love the flowers!” Hazel said happily. “They’re always wonderful.” She agreed. As they walked out the door, she turned slightly to turn off the lights- and when outside- to lock up. She did so with one hand, her arm comfortably in his own. The notion seemed natural in a way, but also, he felt so warm. She’d never really been treated with such chivalry before.
Hazel kept up with Alfons, taking strides along with him. He couldn’t help but take a glance his way. It was impossible not to enjoy his smile. It seemed so bright. So full of life. It reminded her, almost, of her sister, how she sang when she cooked. Hazel continued her own smile, eyes drifting back around since she realized that she may have been staring. When he asked a question, she turned her attention toward him, answer at hand.
“Oh! Yes.” She nodded, “It’s about a block away, our apartment.” She spoke simply. Her family used to have a house, but it had been sold due to the inability to pay the mortgage. “Not that far, convenient as well.”
(Source: drowningpatissier)
((I’m sorry I haven’t been on, I’ve been very busy with the last week of school. DX))
