Started with a rose *Destiel*

Chapter 1

"I'll take the white rose in the back" the smaller boy smiled, cheeks red and messy dark hair.

"$2.53, please" he looked down at his wallet and pulled out three $1 bills, placing them on the counter gently. I slide them off the counter and into my hands so I can place them in the register. Handing him his 47 cents in change, I look back up to greet his eyes. "Here ya go" I turn and grab the singular rose and hand it to the boy.

"Thanks!" He waves as he wanders out the clear glass door.

My day goes on as normal. A few customers here and there, but no big rush of people. Only one disturbance of the boy stopping in again to find a bathroom. As the hour hand nears the 6, I start to pick up some loose flowers and clean a bit. I lock up for the night, turning the open sign to closed and head upstairs to my tiny, but homey apartment.

Reaching the wood stain patterned mat, I almost step on a white rose that is smaller than the rest downstairs. My keys jingle as I pull them off my belt loop and put one in the lock. I pick up the small flower and bring it in to place into a mason jar of water.

"No note? Not even a name? Jeez it's like someone wants to be creepy" I laugh at my not-so-funny joke and head into my room to change into some comfy clothes.

I have one foot in my bedroom door when I hear my phone ring.

"Ugh, seriously? You couldn't of rang when I was in the room.." I mumble as I walk back the way I came to answer my stupid phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, yes this is Hannah from demoan industries. I'm calling on behalf of Mr. Macloud, we're calling because we're interested in the insignificant plot of land that you own and-"

"I'm gonna stop you there Hannah, I enjoy my plot of land, no matter how insignificant. Thanks anyway, oh, and don't call back" my finger hits the end call button before she even had time to answer.

I turn back around again to continue what I was doing before when my phone rang again.

"I told you I wasn't interested Hannah!"

"Ummm, not sure who this Hannah chick is, buuut I'm not pretty sure I don't want to be her" the voice said.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, I thought- never mind. How can I help you, sir?" I mentally facepalm as the man continues speaking.

"No worries, this is Winchester flower co right?" I nod, but then realize that I'm on the phone and he cannot see me.

"Oh uh yes, um this is Winchester flower co. My name's Dean, how can I help you?"

"Yeah, my brother was there earlier and he saw this guy that he thought was cute and I was wondering if you could tell me who was working earlier?" The man laughs nervously as I stand shocked. Great, the guy calling could be calling for any of my costumers.

"Um yeah, I was the only one working today, my brother is out of town" I run a hand on the back of my neck and try to breathe calmly.

"Great! Well I will tell him your name and for your trouble I'll buy a dozen flowers, I'll have them picked up when your ready; make it your most expensive" my mouth falls open a bit as he says the last part, I can barley get a thank you out before the phone call has been ended.