Bangchan || Flowers

They'd had a chaotic relationship a couple of years ago, the most intense, most intimate, complex, and nuanced love you'd ever experienced. It wasn't good for each other, but it was impossible to forget, impossible to forget how much you loved that he was hopelessly obsessed with you.

You were a couple of days away from your wedding to a man you had met a couple of months after breaking up with Bangchan. You had been dating for three years and were just days away from getting married, although you had no idea if you really wanted that…
You left your apartment, finishing tying your shoe, when you opened the door and saw a bouquet of your favorite flowers on the front door… It wasn't the kind of bouquet your fiancé gave you; he had no idea what your favorite flowers were… But there was one person who knew perfectly well: Bangchan.
"I heard about your marriage and I can't stop thinking about it, Ama… I still feel like I'm not right without your scent by my side. It's a shame you're setting the fields ablaze when there are still so many flowers to pick. I still love you, BC~ Happy marriage, my butterfly." The note was perhaps what had stirred your soul the most… Those nicknames with a story behind them: Ama, because you were fascinated by poppies; Butterfly, because they were your favorite animal… Bangchan could be intense, he could be the most complicated man in the world to understand, but he was a hopeless romantic and thoughtful man, the kind that was impossible to ignore.