❝ 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗦𝗘𝗘𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗠 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗘. ❞
♡; In which Inui seishu, a city florist, visits his lover everyday with a bouquet of flowers.
" Every hour looking at you reminds me of a newly bl...
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❏: Achillea - Achillea or popularly known as yarrow, symbolizes healing and protection
In a few weeks of nothing but blank paper, Inui seishu's flower shop had gone up the busy chart.
The costumers doubled in amount as to the level of stress he is feeling. The never ending stream of preparations he had in his schedule was a list going on until it reaches the stratosphere.
Did the man rest? Of course he didn't.
As he is an adult after all and a life of an adult was never restful nor relaxing. Inui is also a man made to work and not joke around.
But in this fine morning, as the sun rose from it's peak and the grass took a glimpse of dawn. Inui seishu was calmly opening his shop for another day of work.
Twisting the door handle, he opened the lights of the store and place his coat on the hanger. Then he organize everything ready for the day.
Cleaning the register, watering the flowers, taking out the trash, sweeping the floor. Everything is needed to be done. Clean and tidy to look pleasing in the eyes.
And as the chores are finished, the door bell ringed, echoing in the quite store.
A costumer, an old lady, appeared to be 60 Yrs old. Walk along the aile of flower display. Admiring the petals of different colors.
Silently deciding what to choose, the lady settled with a bouquet of achillea. She then went to the register to pay for the flowers.
The old lady looked up to inui with a smile.
"Good morning young man, Your flower displays are really lovely" she said. Placing the bouquet down.
Inui's face relaxed and his lips formed a small smile.
"Thank you, would this be all?" he said, wrapping the flowers up gently to not damage the petals and arrangement.
"Yes yes, May i ask how old are you dear?" the lady said.
Inui stop what he is doing and looked at the stranger, contemplating on whether to answer or make up a lie. But he told her anyway.
"I'm 20 yrs. Of age maam" he said.
"Oh my! Then you must be in a relationship don't you? You're very beautiful indeed." the lady laughed in glee. Inui smiled and bowed his head in gratefulness at the complement he received.
"Thank you, I am in a relationship but sadly she's not here right now." he said, a hint of dread seen in his eyes that tell everything he wished.
The lady let out a small oh, making sure not to pry more on the mans privacy. She smiled and took the prepared bouquet out of Inui's hands.
"Well I'm sure she'll be here soon, smile it's a wonderful day out don't you think so? Here take this." She then hands him a single achillea. The flower of white blends in with the hopeful atmosphere the lady gives.
"Thank you very much" he bowed. The lady waved her hands and giggled, handing him the money. The two exchanged smiles for the last time, then the old woman walked out of the store.
Outside the window, Inui saw her walking closer to an old man her age. Gently wrapping an arm around him and kissing his cheek, the two happily walked the streets, arms connected not a care to the world.
Then Inui thought, if y/n can see this, would it be possible for them to be like those people? Would it be just as happy and as carefree as them? Would their love overflow in the fields of blooms.
Inui looked at the achillea flower in his counter.
His mind and heart knew that even in spring sleep, y/n and his story still goes on in time.
As the day goes on, costumers come piling from left to right. Some nice and some rude, but inui didn't mind.
And when the day almost ends, he took an early break to deliver a new bouquet of achillea to y/n.
Closing the door of the shop, he walked to his motorcycle with the flowers in hand.
He strated the engine and situated more comfortably, then the sound of nothing but The roaring of a vehicle left the shop.
His hair waft through the air as it passed by, eyes focused on the black street of the noisy city.
The sun hit his back but instead of the harsh sizzling rays it gives, only comforting warmth travelled through his skin.
His vehicle stop close to the hospital, the plain white building stand tall among the small apartments near it.
Again the hospital was nothing but pure painful memories in his eyes. He parked his motor and went to the doors to checked in as a guest.
Once he's done with that he travelled again in the walls that reflected all the dreadful horror it experienced. But in the naked eye, the walls are nothing but white and unpigmented.
He then reached the room of his love, opening it to be greet with the sound of machinery and a sleeping body in the bed.
"Good afternoon y/n". He said.
Placing the flowers in the table and putting the wilted ones elsewhere, he sat in the stool next to the bed and looked at her in admiration.
Playing with her hair, he begin talking about what happened today and his conversation with the old lady.
"Y/n hear me, i miss you" he said.
Laying his head on the bed, he didn't get any responds but only the beep of the monitor.
He sighed, looking at her hands in interest. He was about to close his eyes when y/n's fingers twitched.
He sat up right in the speed of light, eyes wide and mouth agape. He rub his eyes, thinking he was just only hallucinating when it happened again.
Her fingers twitched little by little.
maybe there is hope after all.
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