letters//jachary

third letter

zach had arrived at work. his workplace being a small flowershop, a small smile spread across his face. breathing in the scented air and greeting his co-workers, he had finally calmed down and sat down to think for a little while. his shift didn't and won't start anytime soon as his boss had confused his shift with jonah's. his friend's. he did mind this time, though. he could've been with jack and his great stupid face. scratch that. nothing about jack is stupid.

-   "zach, your shift is 'bout to start so get your ass in gear and put a smile on," said lillie with her strong british accent. no one knows how or when she got to the us, but it seems like she's always been here, one way or another.

   "alright i guess," replied zach, quietly. a small bit of tiredness taking over him as he looked at the amount of customers asking for flowers. it wasn't that much, that's for sure. but it was definetly more than usual.

-    "hello, can i get some sunflowers please?" an older lady with a sweet smile came along.

    "of course! how many would you like?" zach replied eagerly.

-    "maybe three. no decorations though," she resorted, the smile still stuck on her lips.

     "great! and that'll be $11!" hummed zach.

-     "okay, thank you, young man," she giggled as zach handed her the pre-made sunflowers. sunflowers were rather popular in fall for some reason.

-     "i'd like you to have these. i can tell you're thinking of someone. make them happy," she winked, giving zach the flowers.

      "no, um, thank you, but i don't think i can have these," zach stuttered, nervously. was he that obvious?

-     "oh nonsense! make granny happy and take 'em!" laughed the lady.

zach ended up taking the flowers and thanking the granny. she really was the highlight of his day, along with jack. oh jack. he'd known him for a day yet he'd already drowned in those beautiful hazel eyes of his.

after a while of zach being bored at the bus station, he had decided to find jack's @ on instagram. a tough decision, but he had to search a bit. more into the searching, he had found and account 'jacksnoodles'. totally sounded like jack. and in fact, it really was him.

and so he got into texting.

user zachaboy has invited you to a chat

zachaboy: hey, it's me, the boy from the café. i just wanna know ur location so i can send u smthn

jacksnoodles: smh ure such a stalker

zachaboy: send me ur location

jacksnoodles: thats a good song

zachaboy: ..
zachaboy: blocking u

jacksnoodles: ok ok its [insert adress]

zachaboy: thx love

jack had blushed intensly at the thought of zach saying that in real life. which is impossible since they can only write it out.

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a day later, jack got something - flowers and a letter. without any hesitation, he had ripped the letter open.

these are for you. hope i made you smile just a little, it's enough for me.

-zach x

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a/n: hey hi. this is all cliché as fuck but i'm lowkey a bitch for clichés so shh