MCYT ONESHOTS

The Florist and The Guitarist - pt4

summary: the florist finally gets to meet the family.

(F/I) stands for first initial, so the first letter of your first name.

as i stated in my very last one shot, i'm in a pretty iffy situation with school and my mental health so i'm trying to get back into the swing of things! this one may be short, y'know best to keep it short and sweet rather then dragging it out and making it all boring. please be patient with me everyone!

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(Y/N)'s pov

wilbur and i were sitting in the back room of the store on a quiet tuesday morning. infront of us was a large standing fan on full blast, slowly turning to blow cool air on both of us. will sighed.

"why the fuck is the uk now deciding to give us a heatwave?" i groaned, pushing my hair up again.

before will could open his mouth, his phone rang loudly with the name 'tommy' across the top of the screen. he answered and sighed. "what do you want child?" it went silent for a while before the quiet sound of the call being hung up and typing sounded. i concentrated on just trying to cool down. "i'm sorry in advance..."

"what? why do you need to be sorry?"

"oh you'll see."

after that, a silence fell upon us as the fans continued to whirl. i was confused. what does he need to be sorry for?

as the hours went by and the store grew quieter, will was looking nervously towards the door. it looked like he was expecting something to burst in at any moment. "love, is everything alright?" i picked his hand up and held it gently, rubbing slow and small circles on his knuckles. he only nodded, his eyes locked in on the door.

as if someone had been manifesting behind the door, a few guys walked in.

the one at the front was a tall blonde with a loud mouth although he already seemed quite endearing. next to the first boy there was a slightly smaller boy with shortish brown hair and a warm looking smile. the male behind the two had pink hair with brown roots peaking out, he seemed rather calm. and lastly, another blonde male walked in, he was a bit shorter then the pink haired guy and the other blonde. this guy sighed and shook his head. "guys, calm down would ya?"

"WILBUR! MY MAN!" the first blonde yelled, rushing in. he bumped into a large pot at the front. it started to rock until it fell over and shattered on the tile floor.

i looked at the boy then at the smashed pot.

"tommy! jesus be careful!" the brown haired boy smacked the blonde boy on the back. "i'll help you clean up miss (Y/N). i'm toby by the way but most people call me tubbo!" he smiled and held his hand out. i shook it and smiled, quickly going to get a broom and mop.

"tommy for fucks sake, you should be cleaning this up, it's your mess." i heard one of the guys say as i ran into the back room to get the stuff.

after finally cleaning with tubbo, i sat back down and smiled, holding my hand out to them. "nice to meet you guys, i'm (Y/N)."

the other blonde guy smiled and shook my hand. "i'm phil. these are my mates. this is techno," the pink haired guy nodded and went back to looking around the shop. "of course you know tubbo. tommy is the child who knocked your plant over, so sorry for that on his behalf." phil sighed and glanced at tommy who was on the other side of the shop staring at the brightly coloured flowers. upon hearing his name, tommy turned around and gave a small wave. "sorry big (F/I)..." he muttered, turning back around. "don't worry about it!"

will sat by my side watching us all. phil cleared his throat, "and of course, you know wilbur. he talks about you loads y'know?"

"you do?" upon turning to face will, he looked away with a small nod. this prompted a laugh from the rest of us.

the day came to an end sooner rather then later. as i was locking up the shop, tubbo stood infront of the counter and i was packing up the till. he placed 5 bouquets of various coloured roses. "can i buy these? sorry i'm asking as you're packing up." he smiled and started taking his wallet out. i carefully took the flowers and put them in a bag and handed them over. "take them for free darling, it's on the house~" as tubbo went to protest, i took his hand and placed the handles of the bag in it, closing his fingers around it. "it's on the house~"

we all left the store peacefully, laughing and chatting with one another. tubbo handed out the roses to us all, not having a bouquet for himself. i handed him my bouquet and ruffled his hair, "have it love, i work in a flower shop so i don't need anymore. you take care of them, alright?" he nodded and smiled at the others.

will and i watched them all walk down the street and get into techno's car, waving goodbye to them. "i like them, i think you'll have to invite them over more love."

"do you want tommy to destroy ALL of the plants?" will laughed and wrapped an arm around my waist.

"i don't think he will destroy them all." i smiled and patted his back, happy in this moment.