blossom//k.t.

two

bright light entered through the thin curtains covering the large windows in the living room and taehyung stirred in his sleep, he groaned and turned away, trying to ignore the fact that it's morning now but eventually, he got up, lazily rubbing his eyes and squinting to look at his surroundings.

there were dirty plates, glasses littering the table in front of them and then there was jimin, he had one leg on top of the couch, the other leg awkwardly touching the ground while he lightly snored.

taehyung snickered to himself as he pulled his phone out to take an extremely unflattering picture of his best friend and sent it to the group chat of their remaining friends. they immediately responded with hilarious reactions, all of them saying they would be saving the picture for future revenge.

taehyung stretched and finally got up from the couch to put the plates and other things away, then he lightly kicked jimin to wake him up, but jimin being jimin, just groaned a little and went back to sleeping like a baby. taehyung sighed and decided to wake him up later.

he went to his room to clean himself up and put on a comfortable outfit as he was gonna spend the rest of his day at the flower shop anyway.

he walked out of his room to find jimin still snoring away, so he got his phone and played the latest catchy k-pop song loudly until it annoyed jimin enough to wake up.

"taehyung-ah, i swear to god, shut the damn noise already!" jimin yelled, throwing a pillow but taehyung continued blasting different songs, dancing to them and singing along loudly.

jimin got up with a loud huff and glared at taehyung with a slight pout on his face.

"lose the pout chim, it won't work on me nor will the glare, so get your lazy ass up and help me with breakfast already," he said, walking away to the kitchen while jimin rolled around the couch, whining for another 10 minutes before getting up to clean himself up as well.

after he was done getting ready, he joined taehyung in the kitchen to find a glass of juice, ready for him to drink and he jumped to sit on the counter as he watched tae make waffles for the both of them.

"look who finally decided to get their useless ass up" tae snickered as his tongue stuck out, concentrating on not to ruin the waffles.

"shut up man" jimin groaned out before helping with the waffles as well.

"also, mom wants you to come over for dinner soon, she misses you apparently, so do the rest of them," jimin said and taehyung nodded, his heart warming slightly that someone missed him.

"sure, why not, i miss them too," taehyung said with a soft sigh, and jimin gave him a small smile.

they both ate their breakfast and cleaned up the house a bit more before going off to their daily routine.

jimin worked at a small bakery which had the most amazing blueberry cupcakes, it was a part-time job though, jimin spent the rest of his time working at his family's company. their family was rich and the company was very successful but jimin liked doing something that was only his for his satisfaction.

taehyung himself was an artist, an anonymous artist that no one except his closest friends knew about, he sold his art privately to specific people only but he was still pretty well-known as some of his works in the local gallery and graffiti went viral, it seemed like a bit of banksy situation but it's not like he expected his art to blow up like that. he worked in the flower shop because he found it comforting and would probably continue working there until his big debut at an art gallery in the winter.

he was very passionate about the little things in life, the forgotten things, he wanted to remind people of the beauty in things that we usually ignore, which he tried to reflect in his art. his art was something he was very shy about, which is why very few people knew of it. he went by the alias vante, a random name that he came up with when he visited Paris with his friends at the beginning of his career.

as he approached the flower shop, he gently smiled at the soft sunshine falling on the tulips, he liked the tulips being at the front since they symbolize 'perfect love'.

he pushed the door open, being greeted with all different kinds of scents, he let his fingers delicately caress the different flowers before reaching the counter where he removed his jacket and got to work.

he sprayed the flowers with water, taking his time, and making sure each different kind of flower received its sufficient amount of water. this took about two hours every single day and after that, he plopped down on his chair, slightly tired but relaxed nonetheless.

a few customers poured in, all for different reasons, two stood out the most, mainly because he used his favorite flowers in their decorations: a blue-haired guy who wanted to gift flowers to his boyfriend, taehyung happily wrapped a bouquet of peonies and red tulips, both flowers represented love and a kind old man who wanted flowers to give to his wife for their anniversary, taehyung decided on a bouquet of matthiola incana and camellia for him.

his heart filled with warmth watching the old man softly smile at his bouquet and thank him several times, this is why he loved working at the flower shop, to see that smile on different people for different reasons.

the sky turned to a beautiful ombre of orange and red, business slowed down again, and taehyung lazily scrolled through his phone, laughing at the silly messages his friends sent, screenshotting a few and he absent-mindedly gazed outside to see her again, right on time for her daily stroll.

but this time, he clearly saw the anger and rage evident on her face as she seemed to head in his direction.

taehyung panicked, sure, he had admired the mystery girl many times but he never once thought he would actually have to meet her, he kept trying to avoid the fact that she was angrily stomping her way into the shop, into his shop.

she looked around the shop before her eyes landed on him, she kept her gaze straight on him as she walked up to him, taking long and quick strides as he gulped nervously.

she finally reached the counter and slammed a twenty-dollar bill on it, making taehyung lightly jump at the sound, and she spoke through gritted teeth,

"can you please make me a bouquet which conveys 'fuck you'?" her honey-like voice seethed.

oh no.