drabbles | bts (discont)

You're all I have

au: in which yoongi works as a florist and jimin always comes to smell the flowers

yoongi was grumpy, had a bad case of dark under eye circles, and always seemed to be tired under any situation.

the man worked as a florist at a flower shop. though the policy was to smile and be bright around the customers, and yoongi deemed the man to absolutely fuck that up, but he managed to live up to it.

yoongi absolutely enjoyed his job. he loved the pretty flowers that surrounded him everyday, and arranging bouquets for the customers.

yoongi slid his black beanie on, and trotted off to work. the manager was nice. so were his other co-workers.

but there was this one particular customer - park jimin, who annoyed yoongi so, so much. the boy was a ray of fucking sunshine.

"yo, yoongi hyung." hoseok hummed as he spotted a tired yoongi open the shop door. yoongi rolled his eyes into oblivion and headed over to the back to change.

their aprons were simple. a slight grayish blue was the color.

"yo, yoongi hyung." hoseok repeated sarcastically and yoongi glared at him. hoseok pouted sheepishly before speaking up again.

"yah, stop being difficult." hoseok whined, sticking a tongue at yoongi.

"I'm difficult because I'm so perfect." yoongi joked at hoseok, smirking ever so evilly.

hoseok sighed, and audibly groaned at yoongi's remark.

"think mister sunshine is coming?" hoseok asked yoongi.

"isn't he already here?" yoongi grumbled at hoseok as he arranged the other flowers and watered them.

"the other one. my successor," hoseok said, no expression in his tone.

yoongi looked back and shrugged, "I hope not. he is so annoying, let me start on his smile. ugh,"

"doesn't sound like you hate him though." hoseok mumbled.

"I do." yoongi said.

"oh, but all I've heard is: his cute smile, his adorable eye smile, his pretty high pitched voice, etcetera." hoseok giggled.

"shut up." yoongi mumbled to hoseok.

"hyung, do you have a crush on him?" jungkook questioned, and yoongi jumped to the sudden sound of his voice.

he saw hoseok nudge at the younger playfully and him giggling back.

"he does, he does." hoseok grinned.

"I don't," yoongi hissed.

the door ringed as it opened, and jungkook mouthed a 'look who's here' and disappeared behind the cashier.

"welcome." yoongi greeted, putting on a fake smile as the boy walked in grinning from ear to ear as always.

"yoongi!" he screeched as he lunged to hug yoongi but was pushed away immediately.

"hyung." yoongi growled, the damn kid would always forget to call him hyung.

"just because I'm only one centimeter taller than you doesn't mean I'm the same age as you." yoongi said as he walked away slowly from jimin.

he glanced at the corner of his eye to find jimin with puffed cheeks pouting. yoongi could admit it; that was cute.

"hyung, I need help finding a flower that means 'I love you'." jimin said, scooting closer to yoongi.

yoongi's eyebrows furrowed as he looked grossly at the younger boy, "who's it for?" he asked.

jimin held a finger to his mouth and grinned, "secret."

"god jimin you tease, just tell me." yoongi rolled his eyes sarcastically, already shuffling over to find the perfect flowers for the bouquet he planned for jimin.

"no." jimin puffed, folding his arms then smirking again at a disgusted yoongi.

"okay..." yoongi mumbled, eyes darting between jimin's annoying face and hoseok's irritating grin that was plastered on his face.

the younger observed yoongi stumbling around picking out flowers for what seemed to be a bouquet.

"yoongi hyung, I'd like a single flower though." jimin interrupted, holding yoongi's arm to stop him from grabbing another flower.

the elder raised an eyebrow at jimin. "are you sure?" he asked, to which jimin nodded, putting on that stupid smile again.

"okay." yoongi sighed reluctantly, cocking his head over to some more flowers, then he was faced with a moss rosebud.

"what about this?" the elder asks jimin who followed behind him, "it means a confession of love."

jimin turns to the elder starry eyed and mouth wide open, "that's perfect!" he says joyfully before snatching the rose out from yoongi's hands.

"just one?" yoongi could hear hoseok whisper to jimin.

he looked back to see the two giggling happily, and yoongi was somewhat jealous.

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yoongi was woken from a four hour nap because of text from hoseok. he rolled around in bed, ignoring the text, before his phone vibrated multiple times and yoongi got angry and decided to check what shit hoseok had to say to disturb his nap.

from: hoseok

:)

from: hoseok

:)

from: hoseok

:)

to: hoseok

what the fuck do you want.

from: hoseok

look out your window :)

yoongi raised an eyebrow at his phone, but obediently cocked his head towards the window beside him. there, was a jimin standing alone downstairs, with something in his hands.

"what the fuck?" yoongi mumbled to himself. he rubbed his eyes sleepily before stumbling downstairs to open the door for the boy.

"hyung?" yoongi could hear jimin whisper from the other side, as he heard the click of yoongi turning the knob and opening the door.

"jimin, what do you want?" yoongi asked jimin, his eyes closed, still tired.

"it's 9 pm in the evening." the younger boy pointed out.

"I know, but what do you want?" yoongi repeated himself.

jimin stuck out the same moss rosebud yoongi had recommended to him, but it was now in a small glass vase.

"why the fuck is it in a vase." yoongi questioned, rubbing his eyes again.

jimin blushed shyly, ignoring yoongi's annoyed remark. "just take it." the boy said, stuffing the flower into yoongi's chest, and mouthing a small 'I love you a lot okay, just don't question it' before running off.

yoongi was left there with a rose in a vase and his heart pounding uncontrollably.

"you're such an idiot, park jimin." yoongi grinned to himself.

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IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO TJIS AU AHAHAHAHAH
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