❝ 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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Love is not our priority.
Admit it or not love was not what everyone desire, It can be money: it can be fame. But love was the only common thing that makes us feel complete- like mirror shards put together.
Even if you don't admit, you still wanted love. A bit of a taste of what people are so addicted about.
And Inui drank the whole jar of love to please his satisfaction.
He never knew: that he, a boy filled with trauma can get such sweetness, and he was grateful for his sister and his friend. He was grateful for his lover.
Inui now can look at flowers just the same, and love spring like the rain does.
He was not a bud of flower anymore - rather he's blooming.
"Thank you have a great day" he said as he hands a bouquet of flower to his last costumer for the day.
His flower shop now was upgraded and famous to citizens and celebs alike. Succesful man with a wonderful life.
"Busy as always love" a voice tuned out his thoughts and he know just who that voice belongs to.
"Y/n! How's the art shop going?" he asked after kissing her on the lips. Helping her place her jacket and her bag.
"Tiring, a buyer wants to buy a piece and they said to paint anything I want" she said, plopping down on the seat next to him.
"I don't know what to draw to him at all! I don't to dissapoint him if ever the art is not good enough" she groaned. Tugging her hair in exhaustion. The blonde chuckled and grab her hand down.
"It alright you'll thing of something" he said, intertwining their hands together.
"Hell, I can't believe i said yes to you"
Yes, 3 years have pass after her 'sleep' they spend all their time together like pods of beans. Forcing koko yet again to take care of their jobs, irritating the male more. And during those 3 years recently inui asked if she's willing to marry him, on the day they visited the flower fields.
She didn't refuse ofcourse but even then inui will still wait for her if she said no.
"I love you too"
"Urgh- you handsome scarred blonde"
The two were different but they were the same.
And Y/n's thoughts drift on what she intend to draw.
"This is really beautiful" her costumer said, as they gaze on the piece of art that filled the canvas.
The painting was both a figure, rather dancing in the in the meadow covered in flowers. Faces filled with nothing but softness that shamed the clouds.
"I hope you like it" y/n said gently handing the canvas to it new owner.
"like it? This is gorgeous!" and with that y/n was please yet again to show her talent.
"Put flowers in my hair"
"Ok"
The couple sat by their graden, with y/n sitting: back facing inui as he put and tie flowers in her hair.
They enjoy their silence and the flowers that freshened the atmosphere.
"There, all done" inui said dusting his hands, admiring both his work and y/n.
"Hmm I'm still beautiful i pressume" y/n tease as she flip her hair in a joking manner, strands slapping the blondes face.
Inui held back an irritated face.
"Yes you do, you always are."
And love was as full as flowers in spring. Then love will be the colors of petals it brings. love will be just the two of them.
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