➟ on floriology ☄ jh▿ mj
summoned: myungji ! [ @hellohxraeth ]
☀ ⤑ if there is something that can be considered a major flaw in the fairy doctor’s personality, it would be the sad fact that he’s practically married to his work and is incredibly loyal to it. he has missed countless dates, stood up a number of people, his workaholic tendencies all to blame. this, of has become a touchy issue for his lovers past and older, and he has then made a vow to never devote himself to another until he resolves his issue.
except, he kind of slipped up along the way.
not unlike how he’s slipping and tripping on his own two feet at nine in the evening, three hours late to the dinner date he set up with his favorite florist. on his hand is a medium-sized bouquet of white orchids (i am forever sorry) and pink roses (please believe me), a few of the lovely stems on the verge of wilting from his speed. he curses his self-sacrificing ways after making a turn in an alley, missing a pole by a hair in his momentary distraction.
his hopes for being forgiven are quite low, and he has no idea if all his (valid) excuses would work with jaehwa. still, he takes a deep breath and fixes his tie the moment he arrives at the florist’s doorstep, a million apologies running through his head, the bouquet safely hidden behind his back. his white doctor’s coat is still on, stethoscope around his neck, but he had no time to change into something more presentable.
mother, i need your help. he prays as he knocks on the wooden door, thrice.
