"So these flower?"
"You are confessing to a boy, not attending a funeral"
"What the tell does that even mean?" Jungkook stared at Mingyu and bambam in confusion, looking at them to help him translate on Lisa comment
"I think she means those look ugly" BamBam try to understand the female words but only a simple shug after is unsure if he got the translation correct
"Says here in this book that those flowers mean hope you die" Mingyu pointed to the book showing the meaning of the flower that jungkook held, the photographer decide to hand the flower to BamBam
"Wow. Feeling the love" BamBam joked, taking the flower from Jungkook fingertips, back to square one on looking for a flower
"How about this?" Lisa pointed to the tulips, being in stunning color that were bright.
"Tulips?" Jungkook doe eyes stare at the tulips, how they seem so delicate and simple yet so stunning to stare at. His fingertips gently curving to pick up the single red tulip that stuck out from the pile.
"Isn't a tulip a little basic?" Mingyu commented, his eyebrow being raised in question to stare at Jungkook who seem mesmerized by the flower.
"I think this is the one to use" something in his heart made it feel right, like an instant connection he had with the red tulip made it like some sign to use this exact one when saying his confession.
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Is this even good anymore? I'm so sorry to anyone who thinks this story is getting boring, I just been really under the weather with my mental health but I still been trying to write so it doesn't look like I abounded it.
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Muse //HopeKook
Short Story" I think you have the chance to make it big in the fashion world, Just don't forget about me okay?" "How can I? You're my muse" When a young photographer meet a cute florist who wish to become a something big one day. Started: 1/19/19 Ended: Achiev...
