Long Distance Sucks : ̗̀➛ Pierre Gasly
summary: trying to keep your relationship going is hard, especially when there are thousands of miles between you, but somehow pierre always finds a way
Your head shook in disbelief as you closed the door behind the delivery driver, your smile wide at the bouquet of flowers that were in your hands. The smell was divine, they looked picture perfect, everything that you had ever wanted.
It didn’t take long for you to figure who the mastermind was behind them. Pierre had pestered you most of the day to make sure that you were home for the day, desperate for you to be there to receive your delivery, only wishing that he could also be there to be able to see the wide smile on your face.
Once you set the flowers down, you reached for your phone, finding your favourite contact to try and call.
“Do you like them?” Pierre quizzed as soon as he picked up the phone.
“I can’t believe you sent these to me,” you laughed, delicately placing your fingertips under a few of the petals, admiring their beauty.