Meliodas 【2】

The meadow seemed endless. Wherever you looked — a green carpet of grass, dotted with various flowers. White, red, blue — they reached toward the sun, as if wanting to touch it with their petals.

You sat on the grass, enjoying the warm day, when you noticed something bright stuck in his hair.

— Oh, it looks like something got caught in your hair, you said, leaning closer.

— Hm? he turned his head.

You showed him the flower you had just pulled from his golden strands.

— A flower?

— Yes, you smiled. — Stay still, I'll get them out.

He obediently froze, letting you do whatever you wanted.

You began carefully running your fingers through his hair, plucking out flower petals.