A letter, envelope, and pressed flowers sitting on a counter. The letter reads:
My Dearest Rose,
Forgive me for being unable to say these things to you aloud. You make me nervous in a way I am wholly unused to and I fear I would stutter though even the most practiced of speeches. I am unsure how to begin. You might laugh and say something witty here, if we were face to face when you read this. Something full of sarcastic flirtations like “I’ve never known you to not know something”. You would smirk, and maybe wink, and it would leave me speechless. Many things that I am not used to now leave me speechless. I find myself distracted, wholly and irrefutably. It is as maddening as it is joyous. I suppose I am stalling, something I am certain you will have figured out by now. I will cease beating around the bush now.
Mel, I love you. It was an unexpected thing, to come to this conclusion. But regardless of how many variables I tested to determine why my cheeks run aflush and my heart and speech seem to stutter in tandem when you are near, they always brought me to the same conclusion. I am in love with you. I love the way you smile whenever you solve a particularly challenging puzzle. I love the way your eyes seem to capture the stars and hold them there. I love the way you brush your hand along my arm when you need my attention.
My heart burns so fiercely for you that I can scarcely put it into words.
Rosebud, you have taken root in my chest. Your scent is overwhelming, and yet I would rather suffocate on it than live another day without it. Your skin is softer than silk, and I could spend centuries feasting on the expanse of it. You glow like the sunrise, bright and beautiful. If I could bottle the sound of your laughter and drink it, I think I could live a hundred lifetimes. And I would choose to live them all with you.
I could go on but I am unfortunately losing light by which to write this. I love you Mel. I hope you love me too.
-Forever yours,
Viktor
A plain text version of Viktor's letter to Mel that reads:
My Dearest Rose,
Forgive me for being unable to say these things to you aloud. You make me nervous in a way I am wholly unused to and I fear I would stutter though even the most practiced of speeches. I am unsure how to begin. You might laugh and say something witty here, if we were face to face when you read this. Something full of sarcastic flirtations like “I’ve never known you to not know something”. You would smirk, and maybe wink, and it would leave me speechless. Many things that I am not used to now leave me speechless. I find myself distracted, wholly and irrefutably. It is as maddening as it is joyous. I suppose I am stalling, something I am certain you will have figured out by now. I will cease beating around the bush now.
Mel, I love you. It was an unexpected thing, to come to this conclusion. But regardless of how many variables I tested to determine why my cheeks run aflush and my heart and speech seem to stutter in tandem when you are near, they always brought me to the same conclusion. I am in love with you. I love the way you smile whenever you solve a particularly challenging puzzle. I love the way your eyes seem to capture the stars and hold them there. I love the way you brush your hand along my arm when you need my attention.
My heart burns so fiercely for you that I can scarcely put it into words.
Rosebud, you have taken root in my chest. Your scent is overwhelming, and yet I would rather suffocate on it than live another day without it. Your skin is softer than silk, and I could spend centuries feasting on the expanse of it. You glow like the sunrise, bright and beautiful. If I could bottle the sound of your laughter and drink it, I think I could live a hundred lifetimes. And I would choose to live them all with you.
I could go on but I am unfortunately losing light by which to write this. I love you Mel. I hope you love me too.
-Forever yours,
Viktor
💌 LOVE LETTER #11 💌
Love has taken root, let's see what blooms...
Stop and smell the roses, don't miss out on your chance to show your appreciation for our favourite Noxian flower.
- xoxo 💜✨ #submelweek ෆ #melvik
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