You did a great job with this. You've really shown Gojyo's vulnerable side with the part about him knowing he's home when he smells all of them. The part about Hakkai and being in his bed on the first kind of night, but never ever on the second... that made me shiver.
But the last line is the best... fire-orange river lilies. that's just so perfect.
Oh, I'm so glad you like that! I was gonna end it on the second-to-last line, but I couldn't bear to quit without having a Gojyo scent-cue in it somewhere; and I thought red flowers and I suddenly remembered these (they smell gorgeous),and it snapped into place just like that. =)
Hee! I guess I couldn't avoid being at least a little influenced by that fic, as it's not only a great favorite of mine but one that's grounded almost entirely in the sense of smell. =)
But the last line is the best... fire-orange river lilies. that's just so perfect.
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The last line reminded me of Senses Working Overtime, by devikun.
Oh, and that flower is beautiful and exotic... just as I imagine Gojyo to be. XD
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(I owe you big time for this story link ... I love devikun's fic and I'd never read that one before!)
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