One summer, in a day plump with moisture she went in search for him. The treacherous journey took her through thickly padded bushes, distracted by the unbearable scent of a rose… she stopped. There he stood, his skin exposed. Forgetting her inhibitions, she dove for him. He thrust her toward imminent death. Her sting remained. He was allergic.
THE END
52|250 A Year of Flash 
Why was she searching for him? I would have thought she’d search for honey but maybe was distracted by the scent of his cologne?
Unexpectedly dark ending. Well done!