c a l o r i e s ⇢ bbh

💐 f l o w e r s💐

"What can I do for you today mister Byun?" You greeted him with a sweet smile when you saw him walk in the flower shop for the fifth time this week. As always he was wearing black ripped jeans and a blue, expensive leather jacket, shamelessly you imagined how he had an amount of the same clothes in his closet as his outfit stayed the same everyday yet always looked fresh. His brown hair was slicked back with some gel and black liner around his waterline to sharpen his features even more. Anyone would have found him scary with a threatening aura, but Baekhyun had been very surprised when you had greeted him with an equally sweet smile when he had seen you arrange the flowers outside of the shop.

It would happen to him very often that people would throw worried stares at him or ugly looks, but he had never let it get to him, instead he got used to it. That's why he hadn't been able to help the way his heart had fluttered when you had flashed him the most genuine smile someone had ever given to him, standing there surrounded by flowers of every color, and your white knee length dress dancing with the breeze around your legs.

Baekhyun looked around the shop for a short while before he started scanning your figure, but you hadn't noticed the way his teeth had dug onto his lower lip to keep the smile from growing. It wasn't normal to see such a strong guy enter such a place as a flower shop as often as almost everyday. But you didn't mind it, in fact you liked to see how even some prideful looking people could soften at the view of the beautiful flowers.

"I'd like a bouquet of lilacs, please." he decided with grin after thoughtfully staring at your pastel purple dress. You returned his smile with a nod and started picking up the desired flowers, also adding some white tubaroses to contrast slightly the purple flowers.

Baekhyun had been visiting your shop almost everyday for weeks now, buying bouquets only for you to find the exact same ones at your door every evening with a little anonymous message tangled between the petals, simple sentences as a good night, but the messy writing made it possible for you to see how much the person had tried to make it look as elegant and gentle as possible. You could never lie about the fact that finding flowers at your door every night was something very pleasing.

"Who's the lucky lady?" You curiously asked while wrapping the flowers in a paper that would allow the plants to breath later on. The silence that followed your question left you slightly surprised as you looked up at Baekhyun to see if an answer was coming soon, though all he did was look at you with a strange expression on his face. His eyes suddenly dark and blank, you stared back at him, seeing your own reflection in his eyes as he leaned closer to you over the counter.

The close proximity had taken you off guard and you couldn't help but suddenly feel exposed and small under his stare, your eyes adverted down to the flowers between the two of you. But that hadn't helped you escape the situation as one of Baekhyun's slender fingers tilted your chin upwards so that your eyes could meet his again.

Baekhyun's gaze was hazed as his eyes kept going from your eyes to your slightly parted lips. At first you wondered why you weren't moving, why your heart was beating so loudly in your chest and why you were feeling so expectant. But you soon realized it was because you really wanted whatever he would do, to happen.

"It's the same lady that I give flowers to every night, every week" he muttered lowly, before capturing your lips between his.