Thanks In Advance (seongjoong flower shop au)
Everyone who's close with Seonghwa knows how the man loves flowers, which isn't weird now that he opened his own flower shop.
But never in a million years did he expect someone to ask such a weird request.
Note: English is not my main language, so I apologize for any grammatical errors.
"Thank you, please come again!" The bell above the door dinged as the customer walked out. Seonghwa sighed as he still have orders needs to be done by Valentine's day, that's two days away.
He had opened his flower shop, "Utopia", several years back, right after his degree. At first, he only had some elders coming in to see the flowers but over time, the words spread. More people come in to buy flowers for their parents, lovers, or funeral.
But that doesn't help the fan girls he got over the years,asking whether he's single or if they could take him on a date. He couldn't bring himself to reject them directly so he made excuses;
Sorry, I have a grocery run later and this week is full of orders,
Sorry, my friends stole my ps4 and I need to take it later,
Sorry, I need to take my fish on a walk,
He prayed for the day he could drive all of them away without being a heartbreaker.
Seonghwa was making the last order for the day; a bouquet for their mother's birthday. He was about to wrap the flowers when the bell rang loudly and the counter was slammed. He was about to cuss the fuck out of the person when they asked;
"How do I passive-aggresively say fuck you in flowers?"
Seonghwa looked up in confusion. The man, a bit shorter than him by several inches, in a biker's jacket with sand coloured mullets haircut and a golden frame glasses perched on his nose. If Seonghwa said he's not attracted to him then he's a big ass liar that Wooyoung and Yeosang will always bring it up to his deathbed.
The man looked at Seonghwa with determination as if he knew how to solve his problem. Seonghwa cleared his throat;
Okay, Seonghwa focus. Don't lose your shit over some godly good looking man.
"Hey, I'm sorry if it's a big request and it's almost your closing time but you're the only one opened right now so," he explained while taking a step back, wondering if he had overstepped any boundaries.
"No, just one sec," Seonghwa wrapped the forgotten flower bouquet and put it aside, the customer will take it tomorrow. "Now, you said you wanted to say fuck you in flowers?"
He leaned forward, interested in why would someone asked such flowers. It's so petty that he needs the backstory.
"Well, my asshole of an ex asked to get back together with me when I already caught him cheating for God knows how many," he placed his hand on the counter, face scrunched in disgust.
Seonghwa would sympathize with him, but seriously, that guy deserve nothing other than worse things to happen on him for breaking this cute guy in front of him.
Seonghwa's cheeks heated up a bit with that thought and internally slapped himself. "Actually, you can say fuck you in flowers, but I just need to make sure, does he even know flowers languages? Like, what certain flowers mean and what goes well to reciprocate it?" He needs to make sure or all of this will give to waste.
"Oh, yeah. He majored in agriculture back then and too invested in flowers. So if he doesn't know the meaning then I guess he's a fat ass liar."
Good, he could work with that.
"So, do you wanna know which flower means which? I mean, it could be for your future reference."
Seonghwa why are you offering such things??
The man smiled, oh my does his stomach does a full acrobatics acts. "Sure! And oh, I forgot I haven't introduced myself," - he reached out a hand, - "Kim Hongjoong." Seonghwa hold out his hand, "Park Seonghwa."
"So, geranium for stupidity, foxglove insincerity, meadowsweet as in uselessness, yellow carnation disappointed and orange lilies for hatred," Hongjoong listed out one by one the flowers Seonghwa had showed him.
The bouquet itself kinda petty but hey, he wanted nothing more to do with that asshole.
"Yes! That's cool you managed to memorize these flowers quickly," Seonghwa placed all the flowers carefully on the wrapping paper. "You know, how about you bought him a cake, his favorite cake and boldly written fuck you on top of it?"
Petty Seonghwa is a Seonghwa you don't want to mess with.
"Oh God, I love that. Wait, let me called San. His bakery should be closed by 10," Hongjoong took out his phone and dialed the number.
"Wait, you know San? As in Choi San the baker who kick asses on the weekends? Son of the Choi family that owns a taekwondo studio?" Seonghwa stopped his hands from arranging the flowers, looking at Hongjoong as if he grew a second head.
"Yeah, I knew him during college, he's in culinary while I'm in music but we share a few classes together." He placed the phone on his ears and make a quick order. Then he ended the call when they heard some screaming at the end of line.
"Don't worry, he's not dead. Mingi and Yunho was trying to make the highest chairs stack to which one of it almost fell on them."
Seonghwa snorted at that. Mingi and Yunho has always been known as the local troublemakers. Then a realization set in, "Wait, if you know San, Mingi and Yunho, how come I've never heard of you?"
San loves to share stories while Mingi and Yunho can't never shut up if there's something interesting. So for them not telling Seonghwa about this man, there must be something they're hiding.
"San had known me since college. Mingi was featured in several of my tracks and Yunho made a choreography for some of my tracks recently." Hongjoong placed his phone in his pocket, "So it's normal for you to not heard of me before cuz we are fairly new to each other, besides, I just moved somewhere near recently."
"Wait, tracks? Are a singer or something?" Seonghwa was ready to run if it's some uprising singer in front of him right now.
Hongjoong laughed, "No, no, just some underground rapper and my main job is a producer."
"Oh...okay. I was scared for no reason."
They laughed at his demeanor. "So, when can I pick up the flowers?" Hongjoong swiftly took out his wallet.
"As early as tomorrow, as late as Valentine's."
"Oh? Closed during Valentine's. Do you have a date?"
Seonghwa placed the foxglove at the sides for the bouquet when he sighed. "No, the last person I dated said I was 'too much' or 'clingy', which might be true but still, it doesn't hurt less."
Oh how he doesn't want to remember the one that gave him too much hopes and dreams then left him burning, like Icarus to the Sun.
"Oh shit, I shouldn't have asked. I'm sorry, please don't cry," a hand wiped his cheek. Seonghwa hadn't realized when did he cried but when he does, he can't really stop.
"S-sorry, it's just that, whenever I thought about him, it's always a bad memory and I couldn't remember if there was any happy memories with him." Seonghwa broke down even more. He's usually not like this but somehow he felt like he could be fragile around Hongjoong.
As if he could catch Seonghwa before he fell to deep.
"Hey, no need to apologize. You feel what you feel. I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked that. That was insensitive of me," Hongjoong continued wiping his tears.
"It's fine, I wasn't expecting be crying like this when those shits happened years ago," he snickered. He hates how he always deep in the feels. The crying had died down a bit. "Sorry but, where were we at?"
"Wait, now I don't remember anything before I asked about your date and you broke down-" Hongjoong stunned at his feet, trying to remember.
"Oh, right. The payment and pick-up time."
Once the payment was done, Hongjoong slipped a paper on the counter. "If you ever wanna talk about something random, you can call or text me. I like talking to you."
Seonghwa really hoped that the pink on Hongjoong's cheeks were illusions his eyes playing.
"I might only talk about Lego's, Star Wars and random romcoms. You sure about this?" He gave a questioning look. "I don't want you to regret it later."
Hongjoong smiled, genuinely, "Yes, I've never been certain like this before beside the time I was choosing music and art as my majors."
Seonghwa smiled, "Then, I'll text you later."
After saying their partings, Hongjoong was about to leave when he remembered, "Hey, you said I could take the flowers on Valentine's, and you don't have a date, right?"
"Then, after I send off those flowers, I'll pick you up for a date. How's that sound?"
Seonghwa blushed profusely. The cute guy asking him on a date after saying 'fuck you' to his ex lover on Valentine's.
"Sure, I only opened from 6 to 10 on Valentine's morning, the rest of the day is free." Hongjoong grinned at that, "Well, it's set then."
He closed the door and the bell dinged. Valentine's in two days and Seonghwa just wished the day would come by quick.
It did come by quickly. He was watering some of the flowers outside his shop when he heard some running.
Well, not running exactly.
Hongjoong stopped besides him, one hand holding a box, possibly the cake, smiling blindly and all Seonghwa wanted to do is squish those cheeks and kiss him.
Okay, maybe the kissing is too fast but he really wanted to squish those cheeks.
"Hongjoong, you're early," he calmly said even when his brain is on overdrive of how cute this small man in front of him.
"Just wanna pick up the flowers and take you out quick," Hongjoong shrugged. "Do you have any place in mind for our date later?"
The raven head thinks for a moment. "Nope, nothing comes in mind." He invites Hongjoong inside the shop, placing the watering tin on the counter and picks the bouquet he done last night.
"Here, the flowers, and how about you surprise me for the date?" Seonghwa smiled, tilting his head to the side a bit.
Hongjoong grinned, "Well, you're up for a ride then."
All Seonghwa remember was a peck on his cheek and the bell ringing as the sandy haired man ran out, saying something he couldn't care about.
The bell rang for the nth time, Seonghwa sighed as he got up, he's gonna lock that door for good.
"I'm sorry but I'm not interested in you if you're thinking on a date for today."
"Ah, but I thought we already planned one?"
Seonghwa looked up quickly, the crack on his neck might concerns him another time, but not now when he sees the sandy mullet and the black biker jacket.
"Hongjoong..." The said man chuckled.
"I'm taking it as there's a lot of your fangirls asking you out, yeah?"
He took slow steps towards the smaller man, and pulls him into a crushing hug.
Hongjoong patted his back, laughing slightly. "Tired, aren't ya?"
The raven head nodded on his shoulder.
"C'mon, I bought two sets of flower Lego. Thought that might be realizing for you?"
Seonghwa looks at him with excitement. Hongjoong would compare him to an excited black cat with those round eyes.
"Yeah, that sounds good. My apartment is upstairs, so we can do it there."
Hongjoong smiled, "Let me get it from my bike then we can have our lil Lego date."
Seonghwa's face brighten at that.
You should be my boyfriend.
"I will, if asked me seriously," Hongjoong looked at him without hesitation in his words.
Fuck, did I say it out loud?
"So, what do you say, Seonghwa?" He cupped his cheek.
The blush was prominent as he leans oh his palm.
"If you don't mind, I would like too."
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