bitches love cake

the one where i wanted you to forget-me-not

this is my first one shot yay and special thanks to novocaineftcal for editing this and being great too.

"what about right here?" I turn and look over my shoulder at my best friend Michael, as he critiqued where the magnolias should be. He furrowed his eyebrows, and heaved a deep sigh.

"no, not there, try by the window!" this time I sighed, "Michael you have to pick some place to put these. I can't just walk around all day looking for a spot."

"you can and you will. it's my shop Luke, you do what I say." I rolled my eyes at him and placed the bouquet by the window. it was completely true, it was always Michael who loved flowers and dreamed of owning a flower shop, while I always wanted to work in the music industry. but when things didn't work out I came to live with Mike as a last resort; he forced me to help him open his shop. it was called "Guns and Roses" which was Michael's way of trying to still be as punk as he can being a florist but "being punk is all just being confident in who you are and not giving a fuck about anyone else" is what he says to reassure himself. opening day is today and he's so excited.

I walked back over to the counter and wiped my hand on my pastel purple (Michaels favorite color, and also the shops main color) apron that was (mandatoraly) around my waist.

"shut up Michael, just be lucky I agreed to this" I leaned over the counter and started to flip through the alternative press magazine I kept hidden behind the self.

Michael took the first and only customer all day. I heard the door chime ring and I ignored it at first because out of instinct Michael would get it but since he was in the bathroom I looked up to get it.

he was gorgeous; his black hair was like fluffy cotton and candy and I swear some got stuck in throat, I couldn't seem to form and words, especially when he looked up at me, I knew I was fucked.

"u-um, do you, do you need any help?" I scampered out, feeling my cheeks turn pink. He looked at me for a second and lightly chuckled. my cheeks turned even darker as he walked over to the counter and leaned up on his arms. I squealed in suprise and tripped over my foot trying to back up. I saw him shake his head and chuckle again.

"I wanted to get a flower for my sisters daughter, but I have no idea what kind to get. care to help me?" even his voice was hot. I quickly nodded my head and walked over to the different displays.

"okay so we have sunflowers, which are always pretty, and irises, which are untraditional, and-"

"how about", he says grabbing my elbow and making me stop talking and face him, "you show me your favorite?" I swallowed thickly and nodded. "y-yeah, sure"

I walked over to the forget-me-nots and handed him one. He took the flower and stared up at me.

"what?" I asked with an uneasy smile. he shook his head, "nothing, now what do I owe you?" I rang him up and he was out the door in a minute and I was left to stare at his retreating figure until he was out of sight.

an hour later the bell chimed again and I looked up and saw the same guy opening the door. he still had the forget-me-not in his hand and I stood up and raised and eyebrow.

"so it turns out my sisters daughter don't like forget-me-nots so" he shrugged and handed me the flower.

I nodded, "okay I can get you a refund" I started walking back to the register when he grabbed my arm. I turned around to see him stuffing his hands in his pockets, shrugging furiously.

"how about you keep it, since it's your favorite and all, plus it uh, it matches you eyes." he raised his eyebrows in a 'so what do you say gesture' and my heart stopped. I blushed profusely and looked down at my shoes.

"uh yeah, yeah thanks" I looked back up to see him smirking down at me.

"okay, so I guess I'll just see you around then?" then he walked out before I could say goodbye to him. I smiled to myself and smelled the flower in my hand.

"you so like him" I could hear the smirk on Michael's face. I rolled my eyes. "Mikey!"

for the past couple of weeks he came in everyday, made up some excuse about needing a flower, only to return hours later just give it to me. i learned his name was Calum, and he played bass and I had told him about me; how I played guitar and worked here as a favor to my best friend. I had really grown fond of him and I guess it was showing, because every time he left Mikey would be right behind me teasing me like he was in primary school:

"when's the wedding Luke?"

"do you want your kids to have your eyes or his?"

"how long are you gunna wait until you declare your undying love for him?"

he's completely embarrassing, and I'm sure that Calum has heard him as he's not very quiet.

but today Calum was late, he hadn't come to buy a flower yet. he normally comes at noon and it's half past 2. I was taken away from my task of rearranging the fuschias when Michael tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see him walking past me (on the opposite side that he tapped me on no less) and he turned and nodded towards the door.

"customer for you." he smirked and turned back around to walk forward again and I furrowed my eyebrows. I turned around and walked to the front to see Calum looking around.

"so you came into a flower shop with a flower already?" I smirked and leaned back against the front counter. Calum chuckled softly and took a couple of steps towards me. he lifted the flower in his hand and twirled it a bit before handing it to me.

"it's not too much of a flower" he shrugged and tried to hid his smile. I bit back a smile and looked at the "flower" in my hand. it was a dandelion and it was in the last stages so it was white and puffy. I softly ran my fingers over it and felt how soft it was.

"thank you" I didn't even try to supress my smile and blush this time. he nodded and smiled back. we stood for a moment just staring into each others eyes, just smiling.

"so Luke-" Calum started

"so Calum" I smiled at him. he briefly closed his eyes and chuckled again.

"so Luke, did you wanna go to dinner with me?" I raised my eyebrows.

"are you asking me on a date Hood?" the smirk was back on my face as he sighed and blushed profusely.

"yes Luke, yes I'm asking you on a date. do you uh, do you think you'd-maybe- wanna-"

"yes, I would love to go on a date with you." I looked back at him to see him smiling widely back at me.

"okay, how about now?" I nodded and was about to turn around to place the dandelion down but Calum grabbed my arm. I turned to look at him and raised an eyebrow.

"why don't you blow and make a wish?" he gestured to the dandelion.

"because I finally have what I've wanted for the past few weeks" I smiled up at him.

"wow, that was incredibly cheesy flower" he laughed.

"flower? I'm your flower now?"

"what can I say? I'm cheesy too" and with that the brunette grabbed my hand and began to lead me to the door. but before we could leave I heard Michael yell from the back:

"finally!"

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cheesy af ending I know but this is so long (1353 words in it wow). leave love!!