Tw:none really
Ship:rociet
Romans pov:

I've always been drawn to roses. All colours of them, red, white pink. I don't know why, I never have. I guess it's a bit of a cliche that the romantic, creative side like roses. My appreciation for roses isn't just the flower its every single little detail it has, the dents and tears in the petals to the prickly thorns on the stalk. The vibrant colour against the dull green of the stem. It shows beauty elegance and grace can also have the darkness to it. I pick up a bunch of roses I received from deceit or janus I should now say. A yellow rose, a red and a pink, all nicely tied together with a note. "Flowers have their meanings and these flowers are how I feel for you ~janus" intreagued I decided to Google their meanings. Starting with the yellow rose, I looked it up and it stated yellow roses were the rose of friendship. Next the red rose, it means love, passion and desire. Lastly the pink rose, admiration, elagance and femininity. I write these down. He feels this way about me but it makes no sense. I thought he hated me, I thought he despised me but after all this time I was wrong.
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Short ass chapter with Janus sending roman roses I guess it's a bit fluffy idk and I have a feeling ro would listen to the song at the top repeadly.