well, let's just say she ended up overthinking the whole situation and never ended up going. the confidence she had before had now withered as the day loomed in and she was trying to avoid the flower shop as much as she could.
she couldn't help but think how he must've found her fucking bonkers for the request she made, and the guy being so freaking gorgeous didn't help her nerves either. she took a different route for when she was dog-sitting shiro and she successfully avoided the shop for a week.
but here she was, after a very long week, two minutes away from the flower shop, she finally decided to woman up and talk to him.
meanwhile, taehyung too had subconsciously thought of her all week, he was more curious about her than he ever was before, he found her intriguing, but he couldn't do anything, she had stopped coming by the shop so, he didn't see her at all, he started wondering that maybe he did something that might've scared her off but couldn't come up with anything. he told jimin about her, and he was no help, all he did was tease taehyung all week.
then, he saw her, in front of the shop, fiddling with her fingers and looking down, she slowly lifted her head to meet his gaze and her face broke out in a small, nervous smile.
she pushed the glass door open, slowly and delicately, when she actually almost fell over, before making her way to taehyung who was watching her with slightly widened eyes but still kept his overall composure.
she reached his counter, now making eye contact with taehyung and they both gulped, hearts beating loudly. they kept staring at each other before taehyung finally mustered up the courage to break the silence.
"want another 'fuck you' bouquet?" taehyung teased her and she blushed, before looking away and breaking into a grin.
"so you remember," she said, a smile still present on her face and he lightly nodded.
"of course, kind of hard to forget someone who asks for such an interesting bouquet" he said and she laughed, making his smile wider as he took her in.
she wore a white and light blue sundress, her earrings dangled when she laughed, and her feet were adorned in wedges. she looked very cute, he noted before waiting for her reply.
"about that, i just wanted to come and thank you again for being so calm when i was kinda losing my mind,i must have looked like such a brazen person" she waved her hands here and there as she spoke, another habit of hers that he noticed.
"i thought i already told you that it was more than ok and it is also kinda my job. though i have to say, it's left me more than a little curious" he hinted, wanting to know more about her, he wasn't sure if she would tell him but he could at least try, and she nodded slowly.
"understandably, so if i explain the whole thing, it's gonna take forever, i needed the bouquet for my now ex-boyfriend, more specifically to break up with him" she explained, and he just listened intently as she spoke, making her feel a little flustered.
"well, did he get the message?" he asked, resting his elbows on the counter and slightly leaning forward, she slightly blushed when he did this and hoped he didn't notice which thankfully, he didn't.
"i am pretty sure he did" she replied, a small smile playing on her lips and he smiled back at her.
"then i am glad the bouquet helped"
"it definitely did" she giggled as she imagined steven with a childish pout on his face, looking at the delicate flowers with hatred, she was pretty sure he probably threw the flowers in a trash can or stomped on them, throwing a fit like the petulant man-child he was.
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blossom//k.t.
Fanfiction"can you please make me a bouquet which conveys 'fuck you'?" inspired by a tumblr post. lower case intended.