Vmin one Shots

Flowers for myself

Jimin sat by the reception,his eyes focused onto the drops of water dripping down the sunshade extending to the road and people walking past the damp pavement to get home before it showers again. Jimin shifted in his seat and his eyes caught onto the darkening sky and he finally called for his assistant.
"Go home",He said and shared his worries that she'd be drenched by the time she gets home and she kindly accepted to leave.Jimin perched back onto the stool,now alone and still more hours to close the shop,he decided to study the flowers around him.Being a florist wasn't the first of his career options and had accidentally found himself starting the business one day but now he loves this.Each bunch of flowers leaving his shop would be brightening up someone's day,would be peace to a lost soul or just a reminder of good days.Jimin was always careful with his pick,he makes sure the people walk out contently.His eyes stuck onto the chrysanthemum at the back,barely seen over the Gerberas and red roses,it was his favourite of them all.Jimin felt guilty harbouring a love for just them but it reminded him of something happy,something he hadn't experienced but was sure would give him the utmost happiness and hours snailed away,it seemed like noone would be coming anymore.So he grabbed the keys,checked the backdoor and looked around one more time,just when he pressed the door lock,the phone at the reception rang.Jimin contemplated,he really doesn't want to go back in when his mind had been made up already but the phone kept crying for his attention.Jimin finally gave in after the unending rings and walked back in.He sighed before he put the receiver close to his ear,"Hi,this is Minmin's bouquets.May I help you?"

There was no reply,a bated breath at the other side and nothing more.Jimin's lips turned up in annoyance,If this is one of those cheap prank calls,he is going to freaking flip.He took a sharp breath in and tried again,"Hello,How can I be of help?". There was a slight scrambling at the other end and Jimin's brows knitted together in confusion.He should have just listened to Jungkook and installed a caller ID.When he finally gave up and turned the receiver to press against it's holder, a deep set voice came from the other side,"Hello"
"Yeah,hello-"
"Is your shop open?",The voice cut in and Jimin bit his lips,"yes,How can I be of-"
"I need flowers..a bunch, bouquet..however they would come"
That was very odd for Jimin yet he continued,"Which ones,Sir?"
"Any..your favourite",The voice at the other end sounded restless,tired and Jimin thought the caller might cut the call on second thoughts.
"Oh okay..when do you need it and can I have your address please.you can pay through-"
"I need them now,I'll pay now.You can leave them at my door",Jimin could only get curiouser by the request.But he calmly wrote down the address and decided he should just get this over with, whatever this was.
"May I know for what purpose they are?",Jimin asked this to all of his customers,It was nothing special ,he wanted to pick his flowers right .And the caller had gone silent.Jimin had to call into the receiver multiple times and thought to himself that maybe he was prying too much into the customer's life.
"I'll deliver it to you,Sir", Jimin said and the call was cut at the next second.Jimin stared at the receiver for a good five seconds before he shrugged away and dialled Jungkook to let him know that he'd be late.He finally moved the red roses away to pick the Chrysanthemums,took one into his hand and took in it's sweet smell and sighed.He delicately wrapped them up and set off.

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The customer had paid even before he had reached the said apartment.He was texting away in their group chat,picking on Jin hyung's failed date and the ding from the elevator alerted him.He stepped outside to find 406 and once there, Jimin thought he should make a call.The long ring was answered,"Yes"
"I came to deliver your flowers,from Minmin's"
"Leave it at the door",The response was short and Jimin bit his lips.He wasn't sure if he could write this off as rude or something else.Before Jimin could voice his thoughts,the call was cut.But there was something, something off about it all.He was pretty sure in both the calls made,he heard the man sniff,cry maybe.Like it sounded like the man was trying so hard to make words.It got Jimin anxious as he purposefully took the stairs down,four steps down he heard a door open and the curiosity got better off him as he walked back and peaked around the corner to see a man around his age bending down to pick up the flowers on the doormat. The boy looked battered,hair dishelved and an old jumper hugging his body.The door closed after him as he got in.

Jimin shook his head to get rid of the very weird gut feeling creeping up his chest.But he was naturally an anxious person,these are not new.Maybe it's just him and have nothing to do with the guy.His phone dinged with a reply,"Thankyou,I love your favourite"
Jimin stared at the screen so long that the screen timer went off and his own face reflected back at him.He typed back in,"My pleasure.Please shop again"
There was no reply,none at all and this voice in Jimin's head urged him on and Jimin sighed giving into it,"Is it too much to ask the purpose of them?"
There was no reply once again,just radio silence and Jimin had reached the last floor by then.He pocketed his phone as he got onto his bike and turned the key.As he wore his helmet another ding came, Jimin's first thought was to read it once he gets home but what is so wrong in spending few seconds on it.He swiped open his phone and the message read,
"I wanted to give myself flowers before I die"

Jimin's mouth fell apart and he dialled the number back immediately,the phone rang and noone picked up.Jimin dashed up the stairs ignoring the lazy elevator.
406
He knocked loudly,"Sir..open up.. Taehyung ssi"
Jimin's frantically dialled the number again and he could hear it ringing and he called out,"Please open.. Taehyung ssi"
There were distant footsteps and that gave Jimin hope,he can keep trying,he can keep calling.There was a click on the door and Jimin slightly fell forward before he caught himself and saw the guy in the threashold of the narrow hall way going into the apartment.
Jimin breathed heavily,his chest beating against his ribs threatening to jump out cause of the adrenaline rush and he balanced himself to the side,raised his head to catch the worried face of the guy.Jimin had no idea how to start the conversation,what was he supposed to ask and what was he supposed to do.

"Are you okay?",He dared himself and looked the boy straight in the eyes, something flickered behind his facade and Jimin could see a tear waiting to be shed.Taehyung stepped back,his hand grabbing for the walls but lost footing and stumbled upon his own feet to slide down the wall and find his seat on the floor.Jimin cautiously moved forward,his eyes flickering towards the bunch of flowers on the drawing table and a handfull of pills scattered close to them.Something in his heart broke and Jimin felt his heart in his throat as he lunged forward to hold the fragile human in his hand.
"Please don't",His voice came hoarse, almost non-human like and his eyes burned instantly.Taehyung pressed his head onto Jimin's shoulders and Jimin could feel the tears seeping in through his thin shirt and Jimin's heart broke.Jimin had no association to the said human,haven't seen him before,doesn't know his story but Jimin wouldn't move until he is better.
"I don't wanna die", Somewhere in between the sobs Taehyung said,"But -",the words were drowned into a new set of tears.
"I know..it's okay,I know",Maybe Jimin didn't know Taehyung's pain but he knows that despite his choice of the moment, Taehyung wanted to live or he wouldn't have opened the door.He wouldn't have left a message.This was Jimin's sign,no matter whoever is going to mock him for it .

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Jimin doesn't know how long he sat holding the stranger close but it was Jungkook's call that jerked him off the reverie.The boy was probably worrying about his roommate's absence.Once Taehyung detached himself from Jimin, Jimin pulled him up and walked him over to the couch.He made sure to flush down the pills and made sure Taehyung was doing fine.
"Do you want me to call someone?",Jimin asked a distraught Taehyung,who had curled up on the couch and eyes trained onto the boring carpet.
"There's noone",His answer came.
Jimin was in visible dilemma,he knows for sure that he can't leave Taehyung alone in here,he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if something happens afterwards so he dared himself,"Do ..do you want me to stay the night?"
Taehyung raised his head and let out a painful smile,"No..am fine.I am sorry"
Jimin bit his lips and sighed as he took a seat opposite to Taehyung,"I'll stay.You can go to sleep"
"No.. Please..am sorry for the trouble"
Jimin shook his head lightly,"It's fine..You can go to sleep..I'll be here"
Taehyung doesn't resist this time,maybe he did need someone around..atleast for a while,atleast until he falls asleep without being afraid of the demons lurking in his darkness.His eyes unfocused and heavy eyelids slowly pulled him into slumber land.
"Thankyou..-"
"Jimin"
"Thankyou Jimin ssi"