flower husbands // oneshots

looks like mr fisherman is in love

(& Jimmy, the fisherman, is forced to find meat all for his sister, his brother in law, and his fish shop. Unexpectedly, he had fallen in love with a business partner-- sorta!..

"Jimmy." The pink haired lady said, abruptly walking into the room. "Oh, hi Lizzie!" He spoke happily, looking away from the paper he was drawing on. His sister always barged in on him, giving him a rough time of having privacy.

"Jimmy, we need more fish for the shop! You haven't gone out and gotten anymore in 2 days and customers will be angry if they don't get their high quality fish!" She spoke out, hands on her hips. "This business is important and people rely on their seafood dinner!" Spoken out once again.

Jimmy had felt bad, he's been slacking and has been doodling and drawing, a true passion he has besides fishing. He felt bad killing and fishing out for the sea animals, especially the cod. But, if they didn't get the fish, they didn't get money, and business truly boomed with fishing.

"Right- I'm sorry Lizzie, I'll go now.." He sighed out, Lizzie now smiling happily. "What time is it?" He then asked. He hadn't left his room all day and had no awareness to the outside world. Lizzie sighed, "It's night, I told Joel to close down the shop and I'd come talk to you about fishing." The blondes eyes widened and he jumped, "YOU ASKED ME THIS NOW? YOU WANT ME TO FISH IN THE DARK?" He spoke anxiously. Yes, he was experience. However, not in the dark.

Lizzie roller her eyes, "The boat has a light so it won't be pitch black, Jimmy. Don't be dramatic." She giggled a bit. Jimmy sighed and just grabbed his fishing rod and box. "I'll be back and I'll get as much as I can." He said, going past Lizzie.

"Oh, hi Jimmy!" Joel spoke out with a smile scaring Jimmy to where he dropped his rod. "JESUS JOEL- HOW LONG WERE YOU STANDING THERE?" Jimmy yelled in fear, leaning down to pick up the fishing rod. "I just got here, and I see Lizzie's convinced you!" He said happily, Lizzie behind the blonde and nodding. Jimmy rolled his eyes, moving along ignoring them and could hear a low 'Rude' in the background, likely from Joel and making him grunt and roll his eyes.

He had left, walking to the pier close to their home where Jimmy's boat floated. He put on the light in the lamp so he could see what's ahead of him and unhooking the boat, sailing to the sea. He knew the best spots, where the best fishes were. Jimmy wasn't the best at.. pretty much everything.. but fishing was his strong spot.

He paddled to where he usually does his business, the moons reflection on the water, making it brighter and nicer to the eyes. The moonshine was not the brightest, but it wasn't all pitch black. He put bait on the hook and let it sink, waiting until something took the bait.

He sat there, capturing fish, apologizing after every time he caught on, putting them into a bucket. Once again, he had put his line into the ocean yet this time, he felt the line being pulled. He went forward, the boat shaking and the light turning off. Jimmy has swiftly brought his line back up in the dark, he shook at being in the dark, anxious and scared as he looked at the line.

The hook was now off it, somehow something had taken and ripped half the line. He knew now that he had to leave. It was never dangerous in the daytime, peaceful and people could see him by shore. Bright and nice, relaxing. But at nighttime, he knew nothing to come. He sat cold in the dark, reaching for the paddle only for it to be missing. It had been on the boat! It was a bit hung off the boat.. could something have taken it?

"Hello!?" He yelled out. No response. Jimmy grabbed a worm and threw it into the ocean. "I HAVE WORMS, I'M NOT SCARED OF YOU!!" He spoke out with false confidence, only crickets to be heard. "ALRIGHT. I'M FED UP. I JUST WANT MY PADDLE AND I AM NOT GOING DOWN THERE." He screamed, shaking. He looked down, to see a few pebbles in the boat and grabbed one and threw it into the water.