I'm back!
(That was a short "on hold" lmao it's been only about two weeks)
Recap if you forgot:
•Dan is a florist and gave Phil a bouquet
•Phil finds his flower shop
•They've known each other for like 2-3 days I guess? And Dan was like "we should go out for lunch" in a completely platonic way.
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just kidding sorry
but thanks for still reading this!
Oh goodness it was the day. Fucking Saturday.
Dan, frustrated, gripped his hair for the thousandth time and groaned loudly. He got up from his bed and groggily went to his wardrobe. His outfit choices ranged from the black void that represented his soul to the bright, diversely colored ones that represented his flowery passion. (Actually me though)
He finally picked out a black shirt and looked at it. After staring for 3 solid minutes, he put it back. Too dark for the occasion, he thought. He found a bright orange shirt and muttered, "Oh my god why the fuck do I even have this?", and put it back. For fifteen minutes he stood in front of his wardrobe trying to choose something that would make him look at least somewhat decent. It would be another half an hour till he decided he was ready to go.
Phil must not care at all, Dan thought sadly.
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Phil sighed heavily as he wondered: what the frickity frick was he going to wear gggrrrrrr
He could always go for the bright sunshine-y aesthetic he always had. Was that appropriate? He had noticed that Dan wore black two out of the three days they had met. If they matched they'd basically be couple goa-
Wait! Couple goals? Phil it's been three days you need to stop!
He hoped this day went well.
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Oh goodness.
Dan's heart dropped and a lump formed in his throat.
He forgot to straighten his hobbit hair.
He stomped his foot on the hard pavement and muttered "murder my soul fuck"
He hesitated for a second thinking that it couldn't look that bad but then sighed. It was too late now anyway. At that moment, as if on cue, Phil came walking down the street and waved to Dan.
"Sweet Jesus pancakes", Dan said under his breath.
"Hey, Dan! Did you curl your hair?"
"Hello, and no it's my natural hair. Forgot to straighten it and... yeah"
"Well, I like it", Phil said as he smiled.
They began walking to the restaurant and talked the whole way there. They got along surprisingly easily and it turned out that they had tons of similarities. Except the fact that Dan liked Kanye and Phil was iffy about it but I won't get into that.
"Please", Phil said, pulling the door open for Dan.
"Wow what a gentleman", Dan joked and they laughed.
Inside, the waiter brought them to their table and they sat across from each other. After the few awkward minutes where Dan couldn't pronounce the name of one of the dishes when ordering, they continued their conversation.
"What got you into flower arranging?"
"Well, my mother's a florist. She taught me when I was young and, when I was old enough, she took me to a proper class. I was only 13 at the time so seeing all the older classmates kind of uh intimidated me but the teacher told me I had a special talent. I got a certificate and learned that taking 8 of these courses would make me a professional florist. Then I guess I loved it so much I just kept doing it until today"
(That's actually what happened to me and I low key want to be a florist lmao)
"That sounds absolutely lovely"
"Thanks! What do you do?"
"I'm a wedding planner"
"Damn, that's amazing! We should collaborate sometime"
"Yes, that sounds great. I was actually thinking of it when I first saw your shop"
Their food came and they ate in silence for a few minutes because one does not simply speak when there is food present.
When they had had their last mouthfuls, they spoke again.
"I'll pay", Phil offered.
"Wait no I'll pay"
"No, no please let me"
"No! I should pay!"
"Believe me I'll pa-"
"No"
Dan called the waiter over and quickly gave the money to him before Phil could say anything else.
"Aw but, Dan, you've been so sweet to me already. I should be thanking you more"
"You're already thanking me enough! You're the sweet one here. Believe me"
All my stories follow the same structure and they always get together too fast and it's not accurate and I never plan stab me bye
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A Blooming Love
Fanfiction"Those flowers are really pretty" "Thank you! Um do you want them?" "I mean if-" "Here. Please take them" ✿✿✿ Dan owns a flower shop. He's a local florist in London, spending his days arranging flowers for various events and occasions. Phil is a st...
