A Flower of...Love

3- A Legend

1388 Words

Yoongi's POV

I rubbed my eyes and woke up to a throbbing headache. Jimin and I had too much fun yesterday; I don't even remember how much alcohol I chugged down my throat last night.

I fought back my dizziness as I stumbled off the bed and into the bathroom, where the painkillers are. I opened the cap to the bottle and swallowed two pills dry. I have never swallowed pills without liquid before and I instantly regretted it. My mouth was filled with the disgusting bitterness of medicine pills, making me slightly nauseous.

I quickly brushed my teeth with tons of mint-flavoured toothpaste to cover the bitterness. I washed up afterwards and I was finally in my right mind.

Jimin was nowhere to be found, probably off to work as a secretary. I don't understand how he can wake up that early in the morning just to go to work. I don't understand how he resisted getting alcohol yesterday night either.

I shook my head and sighed. Better start to work too. See, I don't like to wake up that early and follow a workdays schedule so I chose to become a writer. Even though it was already 12 in the afternoon, my workday had just started.

After a few hours of writing, I turned of my laptop and decided to rest. I realize that I missed Jimin a lot, so I reached for my phone and was going to call him.

My hand was just a few inches away from my phone when I feel a stinging pain on the tip of my fingers. I thought it was just the wound from the thorns yesterday, but the closer I get to the phone, the more painful it gets. The pain was rising up my arms and it felt numb in no time.

I had no choice but to withdraw my arm and massage it with my other. I guess I have to call Jimin some time later. I shouldn't be disturbing him during work anyways.

I had no idea where the pain came from but it went away in a flash so I just considered it as a side effect of the painkillers I took. I shrugged it off and went back to work.

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Third Person's POV

Back in Flowerz Haven, Namjoon, Jin and Sungjae gathered around a table and waited for the botanists to arrive. Sungjae was sitting as far away from the two as possible, acknowledging the fact that he was the third wheel in here.

"When are they arriving Joonie?" Jin elbowed Namjoon gently. Namjoon was organizing the sales and expenses for the shop so he was looking at a bunch of papers on the table. He felt Jin's elbow but didn't spare a gaze from the numbers on the papers.

"Just be patient Jin, they are arriving soon. Besides, we have an appointment at 12 and it's only 11:50."

"Are you sure they are professionals? These things costs a lot you know, and what if we just wasted time and money on a whole lot of nothing?" Jin fidgeted with his fingers with a worried look on his face.

Namjoon sensed the anxiety in Jin's words but he had to admit that he was getting slightly annoyed as Jin is disturbing his work. Namjoon spent the whole night researching online and making calls to arrange this appointment, and he was sure that the botanists are actually qualified botanists.

Jin was starting to sweat because of how nervous he felt, he couldn't stop thinking about what happened yesterday morning. He started to think that maybe Namjoon was right and that the flowers are actually poisoned. And if it is poisonous then what should he do with the customer that bought it? He blamed himself for picking those flowers and interfering with Namjoon's business.