yellow carnations and orange lillies, A Soukoku Fic

yellow carnations and orange lillies

 "Fuck!"

A loud thud and the sound of glass breaking could be heard from the back of the store before a short ginger walked out, seemingly very annoyed.

"What happened?" Asked the very much calmer goth boy with a sigh.

"Well I might have fucking dropped one of the new vases and in the process started bleeding but I don't know you tell me" well this was gonna be a fun day isn't it?

"Go patch yourself up I'll take care of it" the younger said before walking away.

"You don't have to- ugh."

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Chuuya was standing at the counter, one of his hands covered in bandages, when someone slammed the door open and stormed inside.

The man looked like a mess, like his body was running only on caffeine and the only thing keeping him together was the layers of bandages under his clothes. He was wearing a black turtleneck, black slacks and a brown coat. When he came up to the counter he slapped some money down and started talking,

"how do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower language?"

Well that's-

That was unexpected.

He thought for a bit before answering the question.

"oh- that would be geraniums for stupidity, foxglove for insincerity, meadowsweet for uselessness, yellow carnations for 'you have disappointed me' and orange lillies for hatred" finally something more interesting than the amount of love bouquets he'd made in his life.

"Then I'll get that."

"Want it to be addressed to someone specific..?" Hopefully the person who got this deserved it and it isn't just someone innocent.

"No it's fine."

He got to work with the bouquet, occasionally glancing over at the weird man who was reading a book he had in his pocket for some reason.

'What does that even say? the complete suicide? what the hell is wrong with him'

"It's done," Chuuya said, finishing off the colorful bouquet.

The brunette stopped reading and smiled when taking it from him, "thanks chibi"

"..what the fuck??? I'm not that short and I have a name!" but before he knew it the man was already gone, not knowing if he heard him or not.

'what a weirdo'

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And it only kept getting worse, that specific bandage covered man kept coming in and asking for different bouquets with different meanings and bringing something interesting to Chuuyas life, never answering the times he decided to ask for his name or who the bouquets were for.

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"Chibiii~" this time he wasn't even there to buy anything, seemingly he just wanted to annoy the short ginger.

"what asshole?"

"Hmm.. can I have your number?"

One thing that man never does, is stop surprising Chuuya

"what? so you can annoy me more than you already do by being here and disturbing me?" At this point he should just ask Akutagawa to take over for him in the front but he wanted to know if he even had any good reason to ask for it.

"maybe.. but wouldn't it be better if I disturbed you through text while you're not trying to earn money, hm?"

I mean.. it's true, it would be better, but it could also be a big mistake.