favorite flower; yoonjin

3.

a week later..

"'sup"

"Hello, welcome to-oh.. hello. It's you."

"That is indeed, I can leave if there's a problem with me being here?"

"O-oh no! Its okay."

The taller boy smiled.

"How was your week?"

"Surprisingly busy, and yours?"

"Total opposite."

Yoongi huffed as he took a seat at a chair near the other who sat on the wooden counter.

"I slept all weekend since I'm off except yesterday. I had to work late cause Valentine's Day is coming up. Our flowers are selling quick, so I'm happy "

"Oh yeah, it's going to get busy."

They both smiled at each other, just silent till the bing above the door rang, and two boys around his age came stumbling in.

"Jiminie, please forgive me?" one of them whines at the other.

"It's not my fault that you walk extremely slow, and it pisses me off. Hello hyung!" the boy with orange hair looked at the worker who smiled back. The shorter boy threw himself onto the counter to peck the worker's cheek.

Yoongi tried his best to ignore the burning sensation at the pit of his stomach.