Chrysanthemum (Yoonseok)

Chapter 5: Late

Hoseok was feeling dead inside when he saw his schedule. Why did his secretary make his schedule so jam packed?

"Why Joon? Why? Why am I always on verge of death?" Listening to Hoseok sulk was basically apart of the producer's routine after the past 5 years or so.

"That's what you get for being a CEO. Stop being a baby." Namjoon teased his friend.

"Can't you just listen to me rant?" Hoseok shot a glare at the music producer.

"I have been listening to your rants for so many years. Maybe you need to move one to another target like Yoongi."

Yes, Namjoon basically knew Yoongi at this point even though he never saw him in real life. Hearing Hoseok constantly talk about him whenever their group was having dinner together.

Hoseok using food to bride Taehyung to gain more information about the florist was a norm now. A win-win situation for both of them. Taehyung got food, Hoseok got to know more about Yoongi.

If Yoongi knew Taehyung betrayed him for food, Kim Taehyung would not exist on this world anymore.

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"Mr. Jung.." Hoseok's secretary called out to him after he get got permission to come in.

Hoseok questioned his secretary about his intentions. After hearing the secretary's reply, he immediately shot up and told his secretary to tidy and save everything for him.

He speeded to his car and drove off as fast as he could while still abiding the law. 'How the hell could I forget, Jesus." Hoseok mentally scolded himself.

He checked the time in his car, '1945'. He cursed himself for being careless and forgetting the time.

Finally, the cute, white store came to view. The streets were dark at this point, only the little store was lit up. After finding parking, he ran to the front door, seeing the closed sign being hung up.

He tried to look inside and saw a small male sitting on the counter, swinging his legs back and forth.

He pushed the door to go inside, the bells chimed, alerting the florist that someone was here. When the florist's eyes landed on Hoseok, he gave him a cute gummy smile.

Guilt had eaten Hoseok from the inside now. "I'm sorry for making you wait, I was busy with work then I forgot the time-"

"It's okay Mr. Jung. You don't have to apologise." The small florist reassured the older while jumping off the counter.

Hoseok gave a sad smile as he still felt bad. He watched as the florist took the daisy bouquet from behind the counter.

"Here you go! I hope the person you're giving this to will like it."

Hoseok reached out to the bouquet, his fingers slightly grazing the florist's hands. How could someone be so tolerant? Hoseok thought, he made the florist wait for him for almost two hours even though his store closed at 6 p.m.

"Yoongi, I'm sorry you had to wait for me. You shouldn't have." Hoseok said as he looked at the daisies.

"Well, these daisies needed to be handed over to the owner, so of course I will wait. You don't have to feel bad." The genuine smile on Yoongi's face made Hoseok wanted to protect him from this unfair world.

The two started to chat a little bit, Hoseok saying he will be giving the flowers tomorrow and even that, Yoongi was still not mad. The florist was alone in the store after he told Yejun to go home because it was getting late.

Yejun wanted to stay because he was worried but Yoongi reassured that he will be okay.

"How are you going home?" Hoseok asked, a slight hope that he could take the florist home.

"I'm gonna take the train home, my roommates are home so I don't want to bother them."

"How about... I take you home? It's late now, it won't be safe to take public transport." Hoseok was crossing his fingers, hoping Yoongi would say okay.

"I'm going to be okay Mr. Jung, I can go home myself." Yoongi said, patting Hoseok's arm.

To be honest, Hoseok was kind of disappointed but he did not want to make Yoongi do something he was not comfortable with.

After helping Yoongi clean and lock up the store, he walked Yoongi to the nearest train station, feeling as that's the least he can do for the florist.

After bidding goodbye, they went their separate ways.

Hoseok was thinking of what he could make it up to the cute florist.