@euphxnixus - { naeun + minsu }
Thereâs a small chiming of a bell from above the shopâs front door, and the sound has Minsuâs head tipping up towards that direction.
His nose twitches as the dangling earring he wears tickles against his neck before heâs breaking out in a smile at a potential customer, but heâs disappointed that it isnât for a moment. One side of his lips lift then, turning into a mischevious grin at the sight of the florist from a nearby shop; someone he considers a rival to his own shop.
âNaeun, are you trying to take inventory for your shop?â Thereâs a lilt to his voice, slightly nagging but light enough to be taken as a joke when he brings the shears towards the stems of roses heâs holding.  âOr are you just admiring what you havenât been able to make yours like?â
Itâs almost mean how he likes to egg her on though itâs something that comes naturally to him; itâs innate, and while he canât control it, he sometimes does wish he could tone that part of him down before someone becomes angry at him for speaking too much.
  NAEUN COULD NOT HELP BUT be curious of the other shop that had opened just down the block. She never had rivals before so this would be a new start for her. At first, she was never too interested in these sort of competitions, but Ahri seemed to have caused a bit turmoil within the elfâs head. She could not help but to think... Is this shop better? Was she lacking? Could she be better? Ahri, being the friend that she was, reassured her that she had nothing to worry about, but how can she do so at this point?Â
  SHE HAD ALREADY MET THE owner, the way he walked in the first day that the other shop had open. His confidence, the air about him. He was a strong opponent for sure. However, this was a first for Naeun to step foot into new territory, into another flower shop. She was nervous and he probably could smell it. The way he grin, the way he poked fun at her. She could not lie, she felt a bit of a boil starting from within.Â
  â I WILL NOT LIE, I HAVE NOT seen anything to my standards. â Her voice left her plump lips, a bit of agitation lingering within her words. Her sweet smile still plastered on her features though as her emerald hues gazed at the other pair. She kept her hands to herself, wrapping around her torso as her orbs then gazed over to the flowers. â I was curious and thought I should stop by. â She bit her bottom lip, preventing herself from speaking more. Ahri had taught her on how to be rude, how to be selfish, how to hurt others, but this was not in the nature of the pure elf. She did not want to hurt him, whether her words would or not.Â