Flowers, tattoos and I love you's

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Hi guys! This is my new fic, I hope you like it! It's just a fluffy, sappy fic, it's nothing special and it doesn't have a convoluted plot or anything so don't expect much. Very cliche as well.

My very insistent friend forced me to post this! English is not my first language so if you spot any mistakes please point them out for me so I can correct them. Enjoy!

TW: Self-harm

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[Naruto]

"Hey, dad!" Naruto's face lit up with a bright smile as he stepped into the flower shop, his eyes immediately taking in the sights and scents that surrounded him. The familiar tinkling sound of the bell above the door reverberated through the shop, announcing his arrival.

His blue eyes quickly roamed from the light beige walls that reflected the afternoon rays of the sun to the figure of his father that stood behind the counter, his presence always welcoming and warm.

Eagerly, the blond made his way through the stands of fresh flowers, their vibrant colors captivating his attention for a brief moment, until he reached the counter. Leaning over, he planted a peck on his father's cheek, eliciting a playful grimace from Iruka.

"You're all sweaty!" Iruka wrinkled his nose in jest, waving his hand in front of his face. "And you smell really bad!"

The young teen pouted, placing a hand over his chest in a dramatic display as he pretended to be aggrieved by the statement. "Is that how you greet your favorite son?"

Iruka furrowed his brow and chuckled. "You are my only son."

"So?! I'm still your favorite!" He retorted, causing his father to roll his eyes.

Their playful banter was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door opening once again, causing both Naruto and Iruka to turn their attention to the new arrival.

"Mrs. Yamanaka!" Iruka greeted the blonde woman with a warm smile.

"Iruka! I'm here to pick up my order. I'm running short on time today," Mrs. Yamanaka stated urgently.

Naruto observed her closely, noting her blonde hair styled in an outdated Sassoon haircut, reminiscent of the stereotypical "Karen" he would often see all over TikTok.

"Well, of course! I have it right here for you," The man replied, retrieving the carefully arranged flower bouquet and handing it to Mrs. Yamanaka. Naruto watched his father's professionalism and attention to detail, admiring the care he put into every aspect of his work.

Ever since he met him, his father had been his role model and Naruto admired absolutely everything about him. He was kind, hardworking, and really cared about his job, putting all of his love and attention into every single flower arrangement.

"Thank you, they're beautiful as always!" Mrs. Yamanaka finally acknowledged Naruto's presence, her gaze shifting towards him. "And who is this fine young man?"

"This is my son," The man proudly introduced.

"Naruto Uzumaki," She extended her hand and the blond took it and politely deposited a kiss on the back of his. "Nice to meet you, Ma'am." He noticed a faint blush creep onto her cheeks as she bit her lip and he couldn't help finding it a bit... awkward.

"Well, why did you keep such a precious gem hidden all this time, Iruka?" The blonde woman playfully giggled, and Iruka laughed in response.

He then turned to Naruto. "I don't need your help today. You can go home and shower. There's lasagna in the fridge. Just heat it up. I want you well-rested for the game tomorrow."