Pairing: Yoongi x florist Reader
A/N: This is my first BTS Fanfic! I hope you all like it~ Thank you @inmybluedairy for helping me with this and pushing me to write it
6.25 pm. 5 more minutes. 5 more.
You tapped your feet nervously. The shop closed at 6.30 and you were meeting your blind date at 7. There was little time to get ready so you had agreed to the suggestion of your workmate to change and get ready in the shop. You had got the dress, shoes and make up with you.
It wasn’t like you never went on blind dates before, you had, but this was the first after a very long time. The last time you went on a blind date, the guy turned out to be a douchebag that’s why you stayed away from them. So what was so different this time? This time your best friend, Sooyoung had begged you to go because she thought you and her office colleague would really look good together and she set it up for you both. She said he had been reluctant at first but after a lot of pleading and nagging he had agreed to it. It was almost 6.30 when-
Tring, the bell rang and a guy entered.
Okay, he’ll get his stuff fast and leave, hopefully.
He returned your smile and looked around at the flowers inspecting them closely.
6.35 pm and he was doing the same thing.
“Do you need any help?” you asked as it was getting late.
“Uh no no. I got this.” He showed you a thumbs up while looking at a bunch of tulips.
It was 6.40 pm when he finally decided on roses.
“That’s it?” you asked, collecting the roses to pack them with paper and ribbons. “Only roses?”
He swiped his card, “Hey, I didn’t see them before.”
“You could‘ve just asked for it,” you said, “umm I don’t mean to be rude, but it would’ve saved a lot of time.”
“Looks like you have to be somewhere too.”
You nodded, handing him his roses. “Yes, I have to.”
You changed the sign to ‘closed’ as soon as he left and locked the door. There was hardly 15 minutes remaining for the clock to strike 7. You changed into your dress and shoes in the locker room and tied your hair up. You settled on using the compact and fixed the liner and mascara. The lipstick that you wore was matching your dress and yet looked subtle. After a quick once over in the mirror, you decided to let your hair open. Grabbing your jacket, you left the shop, hoping to reach the decided venue on time.
The place that you decided to meet at was a really nice garden café. There were white paper lanterns hanging around a few trees. A small water fountain settled in the centre of the café. Light music was being played to build the ambience. When you reached there you tried to look around for him-your blind date and-
“Hey the florist is here.”
You turned around to see the last person who visited the flower shop. “Hi.”
“So this is where you had to be.”
“Yeah, I’m here on a date.”
“Oh, me too. Okay then.” Both of you turned around and went away.
You chose the seat from which you could take a look at the entrance to see him entering. It was 7.10 when you looked down at your watch.
It’s not that late that he would go back. Probably. You looked at the stars above to find shooting stars. I wish he hasn’t left, maybe he is on his way and stuck in traffic or something.
You looked around to see if anyone is waiting with their opposite seat vacant. From where you were sitting you spot a duo of friends catching up with each other. Then there was an elderly couple reminiscing their youthful days with their hands held together. You also saw a mother and her daughter enjoying their mother-daughter time. The only table with one empty chair was of the person you had met earlier. He was sipping his coffee. He looked at your direction as he felt someone looking at him and you both looked away.
It had been a lot of time since you came and the waiters had started to look at you with ‘why-is-she-just-waiting-and-not-ordering-anything look’.
“You better order something or they’ll kick you out soon.” you said to yourself.
You ordered a coffee and were waiting for it with your chin rested on your hand. And suddenly you felt the urge to take a look at the ‘roses guy’ and his date. When you looked at him, you saw that he was already looking at you with little wide eyes. You saw the empty chair in front of him.
Would it be that he is the one…?
Yoongi sipped his coffee and felt someone looking at him. He looked over to find the florist looking at him. He looked away quickly. When his coffee was done he was fidgeting with his shirt sleeve and played games on his phone. A lot of time passed.
I guess she didn’t come. Maybe she didn’t want to come. I would rather have had a good nap. It would have better than this pointless waiting. He sighed. Let’s see how the florist and her date are doing. At least she must have met her date, if not me. He thought.
But his eyes widened when they fell on the empty seat in front of her. He looked at her again.
Would it be that she is the one…?
And then she looked at him and his empty chair.
They both looked at each other briefly, and then Yoongi broke the awkward stare with a sheepish smile. She smiled too and looked down at her hands.
After the awkward smile session you both were stealing glances at each other frequently. Once when the water fountain shot up, you tried to look at him thinking that you won’t get caught. But at the same moment the water went down and he saw you looking at him. You looked away feeling embarrassed.
You looked at your watch and it was around 8’ o clock.
Oh god. Who will be this late on a date? It’s probably him. You sighed nervously.
But how will I approach him? You mentally facepalmed yourself.
Now he’ll think I’m an asshole who talks rudely to people. You shook your head as you recalled what happened earlier at the flower shop.
Oh god. It has to be her. Yoongi shifted in his seat.
She came around 7, the time we decided. Oh shit. And that’s why she was hurrying at the shop. Shit. He got up from his chair.
I’ll look at him and if he’s looking back I’ll approach him. Yeah. That’s cool. You looked at his table to find him, but the chair was empty.
You sighed in defeat and were getting ready to leave.
Someone cleared their throat. “Is this seat taken?”
You looked up and it was him.
You gulped and said, “Yes… umm, I mean no. It’s not taken.” Fucked up the second impression too. Great.
“Let us eat something first hmm?” he said while taking a look at the menu.
“Yes please I’m starvinggg.”
After ordering the food he set the menu card aside. “So how did you meet Sooyoung?”
“We did High school and University together. And in the process we became very close. And now I cannot imagine my life without her.” You shook your head. “She’s an adorable dork,” you smiled “I’ll never find a friend like her.”
Yoongi smiled and looked at you fondly.
“You both are colleagues right? How is she at work?” you asked.
“Yeah, her cubicle is next to mine. She’s great with her work and a good friend of mine.”
The food arrived and you both were talking about anything and everything. It was not a deep philosophical session but a light hearted conversation. Yoongi said that along with his office job he was also an underground rapper. He spoke about his rapping so passionately that you realized he was a guy who had dreams and goals in life and always thrived to achieve them. By the other things he said you understood he loved the people in his life and cared for them.
Yoongi found it cute whenever you were being a bit nervous while talking and was relieved when you said ”You rap?! That’s so cool!”
To all the dates he had gone before, the girls were either disinterested in his love for rapping or just pretended to like it. He knew you weren’t faking it because your expression said it all- you were genuinely surprised.
“So you compose your own songs?” you asked taking a sip of the juice.
“Yes, I do,” He nodded, “and I love it.”
After the dinner date was done he insisted to drop you at your apartment.
You both got out of his car and he came to your side.
There was a comfortable silence between you both for some time.
“Thank you Yoongi. I had an amazing evening.” You extended your hand.
“I enjoyed too, Y/N” He took your hand and gave it gentle squeeze.
“I’ll see you around then… bye.”
“Bye.” both of you turned around to leave.
“Hey!” you called him, “aren’t you forgetting something?”
Yoongi had a puzzled look on his face until he realized what he was forgetting. He went to his car and got the bunch of roses he had got for his ‘date’. “Here, this is for you.”
“Thank you~ they’re beautiful.” you giggled.
Just like you are. Yoongi thought and smiled.
