WinTeam Week 2020 & 2021 - Short stories (WinTeam - HempRope - BetweenUs)

Tulipa Sylvestris (Peperomia Obtusifolia Part 2)

TULIPA SYLVESTRIS

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
Yeah it does
~ Poison – Every Rose Has Its Thorn ~

"Seriously Manaow!" Sarcasm tinges from the voice of the young, dark haired man.

"Who even thinks of sending flowers to a florist? Absolutely ridiculous!"

But the girl next to him just sighed in delight at the large bouquet of different colored Anemones. Her fingers gently stroked the delicate petals of the flowers.

"Why are you complaining? This is so romantic. He's trying to woo you with flowers. You know very well what Anemones mean, don't you?"

"ARGH!!! You are impossible!" The man threw his hands up into the air and stomped away with irritated steps.

"And even if I know, I won't tell you."

Manaow just giggled. Team was always so dramatic, especially when he tried to hide his true feelings. If one were to bet that the man was secretly pleased with how much the blond man put in the effort of courting him, she would surely win. Hmmm... Now that she was thinking about it, maybe she should still persuade Pharm to bet with her. Admittedly, she felt that Pharm would also bet on Win. Soon all her friends would be dating, and she would be the only single among them. She brushed away an imaginary tear. How sad...

"Oh, how I wish my boyfriend would send me flowers too."

"You are single! And he is NOT my boyfriend."

"Don't remind me! You evil person!"

This cat and mouse game has been going on since that remarkable dinner a couple of weeks ago. Pharm had arranged a get together to introduce his new boyfriend Dean and his best friend Win to them. He had hoped that they would form one big happy friend group. She snickered. The start looked promising, if her opinion was asked.

Manaow had never seen her friend's face as reddened as he heard words from the man who appeared behind him. It was really the twist of fate that Pharm's boyfriend's best friend happened to be exactly the same blond, tattooed, pierced man that Team was telling her about at that very moment. Despite the embarrassing start, the dinner had gone great. Though Team had remained surprisingly quiet all evening. And the blond man... He had been flirting with Team throughout dinner. The younger boy's face had finally resembled a lobster, she inwardly laughed at the picture that came to her mind. So adorable and so embarrassed. Honestly, she had been a little jealous of Team. Having the man like Win to flirt with her would have been her dream come true.

When Manaow finally left, Team was left alone with his thoughts. The damn blond man who disturbed his peaceful life with his flirting and his flower deliveries. Especially with those damn flowers. How on earth had the man come up with the idea of sending flowers to the florist? Florists gave flowers to others, but no one thought of giving them those, which was a sad fact. Either the man was real genius, or he was so dumb that he didn't thought of the fact that florists were surrounded by flowers every day. Frustratedly he raked his fingers through his hair, then cursed silently. He had a suspicion that the man was not stupid and that made him even more worried.

He very well knew what Anemones meant. Their most significant meaning was anticipation. Gifting these flowers to someone meant that the giver was planning to ask that person on a date. He really wasn't going to go on a date with the man even if he asked a hundred times. With or without flowers. Dammit! He had never been as embarrassed as that eve and he never intended to meet the man again.