《The Devils Flower Shop || Woosan AU》

《Chapter 4: You killed him!?》

《San P.O.V 》

What just happened?
One moment, I'm working on my flower arrangements. The next, Wooyoung is in front of me, wearing a nervous expression while holding onto the flowers he just bought from my shop only hours before hand. I could only stand and listen as he began to ramble on.
It was honesty really cute. His face was vibrant red and he was playing with his hands, all while avoiding my eye contact. I couldn't help but smile . It's no surprise, though, that I heard nothing he was saying. I was way to focused on how adorable he was being! I only snapped into focus when he blurted out a comment on how handsome I was. Instantly I began to feel my face heat up, and my heart rate begin to rise. Still suprising me, as you know, I'm not suppose to feel that!

He must have noticed because as soon as I went to say something, he shoved the flowers into my chest and took a step back. "Those flowers are your welcome gift!" He shouted. "I-If you need anything, just ask! My door is always open!" And without another word I watched him leave, sprinting out the door. I was at a loss of words. I was confused, surprised, and flattered??

"Boss? Hey, Boss?" The red head demon waved his hand in front of my face, bringing me back to reality. "You alive in there?" He grinned, but I shoved him away. "Yeah! I'm alive.." I said in response.
I looked down at the flowers, an expression of confusion plastered on my face. "What just happened?" I asked my employees, who both shrugged their shoulders in response. Which is no surprise, they're no help at all. A small smile formed on my face as I gave the flowers a smell. It's funny, I smell flowers everyday, yet these ones had the most beautiful smell out of them all.

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Weeks passed since that encounter in the shop, and Wooyoung came to visit us everyday. At first it was to bring snacks he and his roommate, whose name I learned but can never remember, couldn't finish. And eventually, he started coming in just to hang out and say hi. We all grew accustomed to seeing his cheerful face everyday, especially me. Seeing him became the highlight of my day. I started noticing I was looking forward to his visit, looking out windows and doors until I see him shuffle on over from his apartment just across the street from us. It would always bring a smile to my face.

Until one day, he didn't show up. And the day after that, and the day after that, and so on. For at least a week there was no sign of Wooyoung. I started to worry.
I paced back and forth infront of the door, waiting to see him make his way towards the shop, but it never happen. There were times I was about to barge into his apartment to find him. But I don't think him or his roommate would appreciate a frantic man breaking in. I messed my hair out of frustration, plopping myself into the chair behind the counter. I could hear my two employees behind me snickering, giving me amused looks. I turned around to face the two, pouting my lip. "What's so funny?!"
"You are!" Yunho started, crossing his arms over his chest. "Watching you worry and sulk is really amusing." I kicked my legs like a child before turning away from the two and laying my head on the counter.
"C'mon boss." Mingi said as he slapped a hand on my back. "Just go over and talk to him."
"But I don't wanna sound possesive!" I whined. Leading Yunho to scoff. "Aren't you already?..." I looked over my shoulder with a glare and his put his hands up in defense.
"Well... Ask his roommate then? Isn't that him over there?" Mingi pointed out the window in the direction of Wooyoung's appartment.

It was like the odds were in my favor that day. Mingi pointed directly at a fluffy haired man leaving the apartment across the street. He was carrying a backpack over his shoulder, and wore what looked to be work attire. I didn't hesitate. Using my powers I poofed myself behind the boy and put on a bright, winning smile.
"Hey you!" I said cheerfully, only to be returned with this distasteful look from the guy infront of me. It was then I realized I had totally forgotten his name. My face crinkled up as I waved my finger at the guy infront of me.