Blankets
Junhoe and Rosé were done packing up and they already close the shop. Junhoe's already wearing his coat, aside from the baby's breath that both never forgot to bring, Junhoe brought his backpack too. The backpack was with him when he came in this morning and Rosé never asked what is it for.
"Is the place far from here?" Rosé asked while they're walking down the street. She's holding the small bouquet of baby's breath for his dog.
Junhoe put his hands inside his coat's pockets, "It's a bit far. We'll have to take a 20 minutes bus ride to get there." He said after he took a glance on her.
She just nod. The sun is high up but it will be setting soon. Junhoe silently whished that they'll get to the place before the sun sets so they could watch it together. The place has a good view for sunset and he wants Rosé to witness it.
They passed by to different shop before they reached the bus stop. As soon as they arrived there, the bus also arrives.
They choose to sit on the last row in the bus. Rosé was seating by the window and Junhoe's sitting beside her. There are only 4-5 people who's riding the bus, it was so silent that the only thing that they could hear are some random noises outside the bus coming from the vehicles.
"What's with your bag?" Rosé asked to open a conversation between them. She's bored and she feels like the silence is killing her or maybe it was making her awkward.
Junhoe looked down on his bag that's resting on his lap then he looked back to Rosé, "Blankets." sHe answered.
"Blankets? Why did you bring blankets?"
His eyes started to shake, "I...I just thought that you'll get tired and wanted to sit to take a rest."
She stared at him for a moment before she smiled at him.
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FanfictionC O M P L E T E D Rosé is a florist who owns a small flower shop just around the corner of the street where Junhoe lives. While Junhoe is that "strange guy" who always stop by at Rosé's flower shop every "poetry month" just to drop some piece of pap...
