Jisung owns a flower shop, cliché? Yes. But was that what he decided to do with his life? Also yes.
Most times of the year, the shop was quite empty, he'd normally just put on some music and tain to his flowers. The only time the shop was getting business, was valentine's day, and today just happend to be valentine's day.
Endless amounts of people would come in asking for bouquets, adorned with sparks of love and roses to present their love to their partners.
Jisung had probably seen over 30 girls throw a tantrum over supposed 'lack of flowers' in the bouquet, even though they were almost overfilling. Same old thing every year.
The orders were so repetitive...so boring. When were people going to realise that roses don't only symbolise love? Typically, red roses are connected to representing love and romance and are thought to convey deep emotions. However, the color of the rose really...really matters, as a darker red color means has a negative meaning. A dark red rose means that your love is unrequited.
'God I sound like a fucking nerd right now'
He muttered under his breath as he continued to make bouquets for the poor partners who'd be spending hundreds of dollars on flowers that would be dead in 2 days.
Hours passed, and the end of valentine's day was coming, his hands were covered in rose thorn cuts, but you'd do it for money too. Jisung started packing up his stuff after finishing what he thought was the last stupid couple to come in for bouquets.
"EXCUSE ME COULD YOU DO ONE LAST ORDER?"
A panting man with dyed purple hair ran in, yelling those words, slapping 120 dollars om the counter.
"Huh?! Uhm...sure?"
Jisung replied, annoyed that his work wasn't over, and this stupid purple haired man was stopping him from leaving work, because he probably forgot to get roses for his girlfriend.
"So what would you like? Roses? What size? Any hearts on it?"
He started stating the normal things people wanted, but the other cut him off.
"How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in a bouquet?"
The purple haired man asked, his voice serious.
"Wait what- how to say, fuck you?...in a bouquet...that's...interesting? Yeah we could do that-"
