blossom//k.t.

one

taehyung sighs as he sits back down after making a large bouquet of different roses for a man who clearly needed to apologise to someone, considering the amount of money he spent, he probably fucked up pretty badly.

business at the flower shop was never booming, as expected, these days text messages, calls and half-assed reasonings have replaced the simplicity and significance of flowers.

even taehyung himself wouldn't have cared about flowers at all, but he promised himself that he would do this for his best friend and his family who took care of him for as long as he remembered.

as he sat by himself, humming an unknown tune, he unconsciously glanced outside to see her.

he saw her every day, she would pass his little flower shop and she would be doing the most random things, one thing he picked up about her was that she seemed to walk her dog the same path crossing his store every other day, but one thing he knew for sure, that she was absolutely stunning.

he would sometimes catch her looking at the colourful tulips placed at the front of the shop or lazily gaze through the entire shop before she walked away.

but it was not like taehyung liked her, it was almost like he found her habits endearing, he was intrigued by this person who seemed to go through a tsunami of emotions every day, he is only guessing that, of course, based on the way she walked. the days taehyung assumed she was "sad", she had a lethargic walk, "angry" was noticeable easily since she seemed to stomp her way by his store and the days he assumed she was "happy", she seemed to have a bounce in her step and a bright smile, grinning at everyone she passed, it almost sometimes made taehyung wish he crossed paths with her so he could witness it too.

and after she passed by, he got right back to doing his work.

the flower shop was small but absolutely cosy and taehyung did all he could to make it look presentable and elegant.

he was not obligated to work there, but he felt like he owed that much and he enjoyed it too so, he would work whenever he had time. now, since it was summer, he had a lot of time for himself and he had nothing better to do anyway, so he'd be at the store the whole day.

he didn't have anyone to go home to, anyone that would miss his presence except maybe his group of friends, so he leisurely spent the time around arranging the flowers and handling them with the utmost care.

taehyung absent-mindedly ran his fingers through his hair about a million times as he read his book which had information about different kinds of flowers and their meaning and care before the sunset, and then, the business was flat, he had maybe two customers who came for simple congratulatory bouquets, both of which took almost no time to make.

the clock struck 9 and he decided he could wrap it up for today and head home.

he double-checked if he had put recorded today's activities, put the money in the safe and locked the glass doors, stepping outside.

the nights were pretty cold which was a stark contrast to the mornings that were irritatingly warm and sticky.

taehyung walked as he passed by many people, some were happy, some were drunk, some were definitely drunk, some were embarrassed because of the drunk person, some were talking loudly on their phones, some were giggling and everyone seemed to live in their own world. he admired the many different lifestyles that people led, while others found it annoying, he found it almost amusing about how we all live in the same familiar world, but completely unfamiliar with each other.

he heard his phone ding and he knew who it was even before looking at it. there were only around 7 people who would text him and he managed to set a different tone for each of them since it would be easier to know who was going to bother him for the day.

from: chimmy

yo tae, you done with the shop?

to: chimmy

hey chim, just finished wrapping everything up. omw home.

from: chimmy

great, i am coming over, i'm staying the night too.

to: chimmy

aight, see you in a bit then.

and with that, he slid his phone back into his coat pocket and walked a little faster so that he could go home and cook some dinner by the time jimin came over.

he opened the door to his apartment, it wasn't like it was the biggest home in the area nor was it the smallest, but it was enough for him as the space made him feel cosy and it somehow fit him and his friends whenever they came over, he had a secret studio room which no one really knew about but him.

he walked in to see jimin sitting comfortably on the couch, and by comfortably, he meant legs sprawled out and body bent in weird angles.

"tae!" jimin jumped up from the couch running over to give him a bear hug, taehyung pretended to shrug jimin off but he enjoyed the affection jimin showered him with so often.

"chill dude, you saw me not even 24 hours ago," taehyung said, placing his coat and keys aside but jimin only grinned at him.

"anyway, we are gonna pass by the fact that you obviously very much so missed me too, i am hungry, you suck at cooking so, i already ordered some jjajangmyeon and we can watch a movie or something before sleeping, sound good?" jimin spoke so quickly, that any other person would barely grasp on what he was talking about but it was his best friend for like almost his whole life so jimin's motorboat speaking skills rarely ever confuse him.

he nodded, trying not to take offence at the obvious jab on his cooking, but who was he kidding, he sucked at it and he was more than grateful that jimin had already ordered.

"sounds great, let me just change and come back. please put some good movie, i don't want any of that alien vs. predator shit" he mumbled before heading over to his room.

he came out around the same time their food arrived and so they ate and bantered, talked about their day and eventually, passed out on the couch before the movie ever ended.