One day after the small escapade, Yoongi came by at the café.
Now without caps covering his luscious hair or masks hiding his handsome face. Instead, in his hands held a bouquet of yellow daffodils.
"I've researched about daffodils too, and... it said that a bunch of these means joy and happiness." he ended his speech timidly.
He really took it to heart when you mentioned yesterday that you hated your fated mark; one lone daffodil that indicated misfortune. Misfortune it really was.
But now, there he was. Your other half shyly standing there and holding out flowers to you bashfully.
You loved this man already.
"Will you be my another half?"
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Daffodil
Fanfiction'In which soulmates do not always offer a happy ever after.' A reader x min yoongi short story Soulmate au -The first book of the flowers series-
