alhaitham x reader.
more of that cottage!au hehhe
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your cottage, before you moved in, was a house.
your little red-brick house was something that youโd see from an english period movie, the imagery of little children frolicking and playing in the countryside โ it almost seemed more so a prop piece for a show set rather than a cottage in the woods. juniper green ivy climbed the walls, sweet poppies and sunny marigolds sprouted from the earth to say hello โ your land was cheerful.
you love collecting the flowers from your garden; they always seem to reappear as soon as you pluck them. the flowers are good, gently held and pressed in between pages of al-haitham's favourite novels as bookmarks. the flowers, cheerfully and playfully weaved into al-haitham's hair, always brought a smile onto his face.
the fresh stream that lives nearby is home to small fishes that travel with the currents โ squint hard enough and perhaps you'd see arrietty waving from behind a river plant. the water โ cool and sweet, bore witness to much of your laughter and splashing him each other on salty, sweltering summer days.
and your garden โย oh, your garden. how blessed you are; a garden so colourful and fruitful. spring bears witness to the sweetest apricots and cherries ; summer says hello to sweet mangoes and fresh strawberries ; fall greets crisp applies and tart cranberries โ and winter is the period of frantic churning and mixing of jam and compotes, all ready for the chilly winter to come.