Mr.Plant x Argos Oneshots (Eye Love You)

Rage

(Howdy– I'm trying so hard to update this book, but creative juices aren't flowing through my head too much lately so–)

(Idrk if it really needs a trigger warning, but just in case, Mr. Flower keeps trying to convince Mr. Plant to date him even though he's declined it many times.)

           "...That's why I always make tea for you, because it's me showing you that I love you," Argos hummed happily, smiling up at Mr. Plant. Mr. Plant couldn't help but smile softly. Argos was the only one who could cause him to let his guard down. Argos sipped his tea before speaking again. "What about you?" He asked. "Did you date anybody before me?"
          Mr. Plant pondered the question for a moment. "No, but I did have a crush," he admitted, bringing the warm cup of his favorite beverage to his lips. "It was a stupid and shot lived thing. He never even acknowledged me." He then sipped his tea.
          "Do you mind me asking who it was?" Argos asked, tilting his head slightly. Mr. Plant looked at him with a slight smirk. "You're not planning on killing him, are you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow slightly. "What?– No! Of course not," Argos replied, clearly shocked and taken aback by the question. Mr. Plant couldn't help but laugh slightly, giving a soft "Teasing, teasing" as reassurance. He then lowered his cup, exhaling softly. "It was Mr. Flower," he said, staring ahead at the wall as he spoke. "It was foolish, really. He didn't do so much as to start a conversation with me, let alone even look my way." Argos listened closely, watching Mr. Plant's expressions closely. He didn't seem sad or disappointed. Rather, he looked as though he was thinking hard about this topic. "It wasn't much of a loss, though. After I realized he'd never put in any effort, I moved on pretty quickly." Mr. Plant then looked at Argos, smiling softly. "Next thing I knew, there was a freak at my door welcoming me to the void." Argos grinned, giggling with Mr. Plant. Mr. Plant reached over, resting a hand on top of Argos' and grasping it lightly.
          Argos' smile seemed never ending as he leaned in, gently pecking Mr. Plant on the lips. "I love you," Argos breathed, staring lovingly into his eyes. Mr. Plant smiled. "I love you more."

----------One Week Later----------

          Mr. Plant hummed softly as he strolled through the aisle, eyes scanning over the selections of snacks available. He thought to himself on what to get, wondering what Argos would like to get. He figured if Argos had come back before he decided, he would ask him for what he wanted.

         "Well, well, well," came a sudden voice from behind, catching Mr. Plant by surprise. He turned around, the person he saw being the last person he expected to pop up. "Fancy seein' you here, Mr. Plant," Mr. Flower said, grinning softly. "Oh... hello, Mr. Flower," Mr. Plant said hesitantly. "It's, uh, nice to see you?"
          "You sound unsure," Mr. Flower said, crossing his arms. Before Mr. Plant could reply, Mr. Flower chuckled softly. "I'm kidding." Mr. Plant bit the inside of his cheek, trying to think of an escape plan. "Well, uh... I better get going. It was nice seeing you–" as Mr. Plant tried to pass by to avoid an uncomfortable situation, Mr. Flower put an arm out to stop him. "Well, wait," Mr. Flower said, flashing a smug smile. "Let's talk for a second."
          "I– I really need to get going. I don't want to keep my boyfriend waiting."
          "Boyfriend?" Mr. Flower asked, his eyebrows furrowing. "I didn't know you had a boyfriend." Mr. Plant looked at him. "Really..? We were void couple of the month a few months back," Mr. Plant said, surprised that it wasn't a well-known thing amongst people in the void. He thought it was pretty obvious that he and Argos were dating. "Who's your boyfriend?" Mr. Flower asked. Mr. Plant felt uncomfortable at how confrontational Mr. Flower's questions seemed. "Oh, uhm– Argos," Mr. Plant replied, smiling softly. "The one with all of those weird eyes?" Mr. Flower asked, looking at Mr. Plant as if he were crazy. Mr. Plant got irked at that comment. "They're not weird," he said, ignoring his comfort and allowing his anger to begin to take over.
          "I just— why him?" Mr. Flower asked. "I mean, I kinda wanted to take you out or something. But you chose Argos of all people?" Mr. Plant counted to three in his head. "Because I love him, and he loves me," Mr. Plant said, trying not to imagine him ripping Mr. Flowers head off and use it as decoration. "You have very low standards then." That was enough, Mr. Plant refused to take this any further. "Excuse me," Mr. Plant said as nicely as he could, pushing past Mr. Flower.
          Mr. Flower harshly grabbed Mr. Plant's wrist, jerking him back. "Don't walk away from me," Mr. Flower said, Mr. Plant looking at him with a mixed expression of confusion and shock. "C'mon, Mr. Plant. I can treat you so much better than he does, just give me a chance." Mr. Plant let out a laugh, but not because he was humored. He was extremely uncomfortable and completely shocked at what was happening. He tried to yank his arm out of Mr. Flower's grasp

          "Let me go, damn it." Argos'brows furrowed. Was that Mr. Plant? Walking down the aisle and looking in them, he heard the voice again. "I have a boyfriend. Get the hell off of me!" It was definitely Mr. Plant's voice. He hurried to the next aisle, spotting his beloved flower. Accompanying him was another flower, the one Mr. Plant had me mentined not too long ago. He was holding onto his boyfriend's wrist, trying to prevent him from walking away. Mr. Flower was trying to take his boyfriend away.

          "Mr. Plant, think about it! You and me could be the next void couple," Mr. Flower pleaded. "Please, just give me a ch–"
          Before Mr. Flower could finish speaking a large can flew towards Mr. Flower, making a harsh thunk sound as it came into contact with his head. The pain was so much that he released Mr. Plant, hunching over and putting a hand on his head. "W–What the hell?" He said, lowering his hand and now seeing blood on it.
          He was suddenly thrown back up against the shelves behind him, making the products on it shake. Argos grabbed fistfuls of the front of Mr. Flower's shirt. He looked beyond mad. His eyes seemed more sunken in and wide, his pupils practically being little dots from how contracted they were. He looked as if he would kill Mr. Flower in that moment. "If I ever see you putting your hands on him again, I'll fucking kill you" he growled quietly, making sure as to not talk loud enough for anybody else to hear other than Mr. Flower. "I've gotten away with many murders and kept my record clean. No one will look for you. It wouldn't be much of an issue to get rid of you now, would it?" Mr. Flower seemed terrified. He had underestimated the man far too much, not expecting him to do much as harm a fly. Argos pulled him forward slightly and slammed him back against the shelves. "Do I make myself clear?" Mr. Flower quickly nodded. Argos stared deeply into his eyes for a moment before pulling back. "Great," he said with a smile, cupping his hands together tightly. It was mostly to prevent him from attacking Mr. Flower any further.
          Mr. Flower watched as Argos happily walked up to Mr. Plant. Mr. Plant was watching, nervously fumbling with his hands. "Are you okay?" Argos asked quietly, putting an arm around the back of Mr. Plant's waist. Mr. Plant stared at Mr. Flower before looking at Argos. He nodded. "Uhm... I didn't know what snacks to grab," he said, motioning to the aisle they were in. "I was gonna ask you, but..." Mr. Plant motioned towards Mr. Flower, the multi-eyed male understanding. He then looked behind him at the shelves, taking in the selections. He then approached Mr. Flower, picking up a pack of cookies off of the shelf next to him.

(There will be a part two.)