Emile Picani had been a gardener his whole life, always helping his mom and dad out with gardens and little vegetable plants. He knew how to take care of every plant under the sun. It had been his dream to one day open a flower shop and make money doing what he loved.
His dream came true when he moved to a new town and was able to open a little flower shop with help from his parents.
The first day of business Emile walked to his shop and immediately noticed the black building across the street. It was about the same size but it was so...different. It had multiple signs saying 'TATTOOS' and 'PIERCINGS'.
Emile came to the conclusion that it was indeed a tattoo parlor that also did piercings.
He sighed and walked into the little light bricked flower shop he bought, starting to set up for the day.
You can imagine how startled he was when someone entered. Emile had forgot to lock the door like usual.
He looked up and saw someone who looked so out of place.
A tall guy, covered in tattoos and piercings all over, leather jacket with rolled up sleeves, white band shirt, black jeans and combat boots.
This has to be a joke or an accident.
But then why did he look so interested in the flowers?
The guy walked over to a display of baby pink flowers (Emile's personal favorites) and picked out a bouquet, walking to the catch register where Emile was.
(He had to stand on a stool to seem like he was an adult and not a 10 year old)
The guy placed them down and waited for Emile to ring him up, which Emile did with a lot of hesitation.
When he finished he looked up and smiled at the guy.
"Enjoy your bouquet, sir...." he said politely as he always did when addressing someone. He was an adult and he needed to seem like one.
"Thanks cutie" the guy winked and placed a piece of paper on the counter, leaving with the bouquet.
Emile was confused as all hell when he saw a name and phone number.
'REMY (CALL ME)
1-(568)-xxx-xxxx'
'Remy? As in REM sleep? He did look kinda tired and overworked...'
Emile let his thoughts run, not noticing the man walk into the tattoo shop and place the bouquet in a vase on the front counter.
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Inked Gardens|Remile AU
FanfictionRemile, flower shop/tattoo shop au Emile had just moved into town and was excited to open his dream flower shop. Except there was one problem, it was right next to a very popular tattoo shop. They contrasted each other just as much as the owners did...
