#this is tooth rotting fluff and a quick break from my usual prose lol

[nutsuya]

content. f! reader, no warnings, nothing. I’m in love this big ball of sunshine ;;

thinking about moving to a new place, sharing a little rooftop garden with your new neighbor — the upbeat guy that always seems to have an extra smile tucked in his back-pocket, umemiya. ray of sunshine that he is, his side is always blooming and growing, and yours simply pales in comparison to his. so much, that you almost considered forgoing the idea of taking the only spot next to his lot. gardening has always been a struggle for you but it’s ‘one of those things™’ that you do even when you’re not good at it just because the mere act of it makes you happy.

overtime, you start to wonder why your plants seem a little happier by the day, finally seeing that one stubborn seed sprout after over a month of perseverance — well, 50% persevering, 50% crying in agony. you suppose it has something to do with you resorting to doing ‘bountiful harvest rituals 101’ in your desperation, which mostly consisted of whispering sweet nothings to the dirt. but you, of sound mind, know that there must be more to it.

after thorough investigation (a.k.a. hiding behind the rooftop’s rusty ol’ toolshed) you find out that your golden retriever of a neighbor has been secretly tending your side, whispering sweet nothings to the dirt. it seems that ‘bountiful harvest rituals 101’ does work after all.

you even overhear him tell your little seedling, “can’t wait to see the smile on her face once she sees how big you’ve grown!”