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Park Jimin has started working as a delivery boy at a restaurant, but the owner of the flower shop across the street seems to hate him, running away from him every time he sees him. What Jimin doesn't know is that he suffers from great sh...
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⇝Seokjin smiled widely, seeing his boyfriend's excited face in the distance. They had a special date that day, to celebrate their hundredth day, since they started dating. It had taken almost three months, between courtship and flirtation, until Taehyung took a risk with a formal proposal, while he struggled with his nerves and his stammer, charming Seokjin, who did not hesitate to accept.
They took a table near the window, and sat down, ordering their lunch. It was ironic that they went to another restaurant to eat, Seokjin being the owner of one, but they preferred to enjoy their little moments together, to try new things.
―Yoongi-ssi didn't give you trouble because you left him having lunch alone? ―he wanted to know, fiddling with their joined hands.
―N-No... Jimin went f-for him to go to t-therapy ―he informed, and the older man nodded, remembering that the black-haired guy had told him that they had an appointment that day. ―Don't you think it's great that they take that step? ―he commented, thinking about the strange couple that Jimin and Yoongi made. They weren't officially dating, but everyone on the promenade where they worked knew they had something special. ―Jimin has been so patient, and thank goodness your boss has let himself be helped.
―I always t-thought that hy-hyung needed to g-go to therapy ―he agreed. ―To b-be able to ov-overcome his shyness... What a p-pity there is no t-therapy for p-people like m-me ―he looked down, embarrassed.
―Since we've been dating, you don't stutter so much anymore, my love ―he caressed his cheek with a beautiful smile. ―You can say that I am your therapy ―he winked at him and the minor laughed pleased, affirming.
―T-The best therapy ―he leaned in for a kiss that Seokjin didn't deny him.
―You... do you really think Yoongi-ssi can get over it? ―he asked. ―I'm worried that Jimin has high expectations.
―The other d-day he received t-the order f-for the flowers ―he confirmed. ―And that's a-already progress... The w-woman who b-brought them was ve-very pretty...
―¿That pretty? ―he raised an eyebrow, grimacing.
―B-B-But n-not f-for m-me ―he hastened to clarify, getting nervous. ―I-I w-wouldn't be a-able to l-look at someone e-else.
―Here's your order ―the waiter interrupted.
―Thank you ―they both thanked, and Taehyung breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that his boyfriend didn't really look upset.
―I've also noticed that your boss smiles more when he's with Jimin ―he took a portion and brought it to his mouth, savoring happily. ―I see them say goodbye every afternoon and he seems happy... at least, he doesn't stay like a statue when Jimin takes his hand or kisses his cheek ―he joked, remembering the first times he saw them interact, months ago and the florist it turned into a tomato, because f how flushed it was.
