Netherlands x Reader possibly a part one, let me know if you want a part two, cause I won't do it on my own you suckers. The reader can be either gender or no gender, that shit is up to you.
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Abel was busying himself with tidying his shop. He enjoyed the smell of the flowers around him in his solitude allowing a soft smile to grace his features. The smile was wiped off of his face when a person that he has seen around the marketplace storm into his shop, and headed straight to the counter, slapping down a twenty dollar bill. They sighed and looked as if they were going to turn right back out the shop. They shook their head causing their disheveled (h/c) locks to dance from the movement.
"Um- How w-would one go about telling someone 'fuck you' in flower, in a preferred passive-aggressive manner?" Their voice sounded like something awful just happened.
"Follow me and I will tell you." He walked towards the special corner of the shop where he kept the five necessary flowers for the bouquet. "On a scale of one to ten, how badly did they fuck up?"
"How high up there is proposing to someone else at and during the agreed time and place of our date?" Their voice held a twinge of sadness, that Abel was sure that it reflected in their (e/c) orbs.
"A bouquet fit for the lord of all douche bags it is, that one's free by the way. You're going to want that money for Haagen Dazs later." Abel began making the rather large bouquet filled with geraniums, foxglove, meadowsweet, yellow carnations, and orange lilies. He noticed that the person across the table from him had gasped at the deceivingly beautiful flower arrangement.
"Thank you." They had said as he walked them back to the counter.
"You know, I don't think I got your name." Abel hummed as he reached for a pen and a card.
"(y/n)(l/n). Yours?" They asked, a little timidly might he add, the slightly intimidating male.
"Abel. What do you want the card to say?" He readied the pen.
"Congratulations on your engagement. I wish the best for you two. (y/n)" They monotonously droned out.
"Even more deceptive than the flowers. If you want you can stop by here and talk with me about anything." He handed them the flowers and slipped a yellow tulip above their ear.
"Thank you, Abel. I'll see you around." They waved at the male with a sad smile on their face.
After they had left he realized what he had just did and sighed, praying that they had no clue as to what a yellow tulip meant.
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Hetalia x Reader Oneshots
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