🌸Flower crown🌸

Nick pov

'Today's my ex-boyfriend's wedding and at the last minute he called me and said, "Oh, I don't think we have flowers for the cake table. Could you pick some up on the way here?" and I was feeling like shit but I obviously said, "Okay, no problem" but the snow is killing my car and I don't even know if I can get there in time.' He pauses to take a sip of his tea and rub his nose. He buries his head into my shoulder and sniffles. "God, your ex sounds like a fucking asshole." I say. He nods and mumbles a 'mhmm'. Oh shit, what do I do? I feel so bad... WAIT! I HAVE AN IDEA! I slowly lift the stranger off my shoulder and place him on the couch. 'I'll be back,' I whisper. I dash into the back of the greenhouse and start to pick out a few specific flowers. I grab an ugly brown box and throw some geraniums, basil and meadowsweet in. I walk back into the conservatory and hand him the box. 'For your ex's wedding! They're on the house!' I say cheerfully. When he gives me a confused look I explain what the flowers mean. 'Geraniums symbolise 'stupidity', basil symbolise 'hatred' and meadowsweet symbolise 'uselessness'. They essentially mean 'fuck you'. What kind of dickhead asks their ex to get them flowers on their wedding day?!' I pace the conservatory while he looks through the bouquet. He looks up. 'God, why are you so nice?' he grins, his dimples denting his cheeks, 'Thank you.' I blush and look away. 'No problem,' I mumble.