DEEP CHUCKLES, LILTS OF HIGHS AND LOWS, echoed throughout the room. sure they hadn't been as light as any wind chime, but there was no denying the keen ethereality both sounds held.
"to think i've been coming here for so long, without ever being graced your name."
"i could say the same."
there was a comfortable pause, where we just took to gazing into each other's eyes: taking round-trips in the worlds we saw in them.
"kim taehyung."
"lee dayeong."
DA / (多) / 다: more than
YEONG / (英) / 영: [any] flower
"a delicate name suitable for a delicate beauty."
"easy there on delicate, i'm no flower."
"that's debatable, as you share a keen resemblance to flowers—beauty wise."
"well aren't you a smooth talker?"
"i possess no passions that deserve priority over simply admiring the flower that blooms before me."
he then reached out below the counter,
my breath hitched, he's too close
and left a particular flower alongside some money on the counter.
"this one's a gift. i hope you find it to your liking, particularly the message coinciding it."
smiling as if he hadn't just painted my cheeks crimson, he then proceeded to plant the gentlest of kisses on my right palm.
"an azalea huh? what a romantic."
his leave was sounded by a sleepy bell chime, along with the door coming to a soft close. at that moment, i couldn't stop the smile on my face, nor the feverish blush, from spreading like wildfire.
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azalea / 映山红
— bearing summer-red petals and a faintly sweet scent, they prefer living in shade.
meaning: you've won me over with your blush.
