Meadow of Enna | Namjin |

🌹6~Wandering 🌹

I know this always takes a long time, but thank you for waiting xxx

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

After a few peaceful months of selling flowers at the market as wandering vendors, Seokjin and Namjoon had finally saved up enough money to open a flower shop. It was a small shop within a building, overlooking the market stalls, where other people were selling crops or crafted goods. Then across from them were other stalls for the stone smith and an apothecary. But in Seokjin's opinion, his store with Namjoon was the prettiest. It was equivalent to a beautiful meadow sealed in a glass jar. There were fresh flowers. Lilies, sunflowers, roses and buttercups lined up in neat rows around the wall near the entrance. Then, to the left of the counter, there was a display of various tulips from reds to pinks to oranges and violets. There were beautiful daffodils and fluffy chrysanthemums that looked like coloured clouds. And behind the counter were fresh fruits that were out of season, they couldn't be bought at other stalls.

The floral fragrant wasn't overpowering, but it could lead any human towards them like a bee in search for the bud of a sweet flower. The aroma was something to fall in love with. This was what Seokjin liked to call his marketing strategy. No one was even allowed to tell him he was cheating, he was the origin of all plants on the Earth so it was only natural for him to the best gardener the people of the Earth could ever imagine. It was his gift.

They had picked a great location. At least he believed so because Namjoon had chosen this stall. It was located at the edge of the market, next to the road that led to the great Goddess Demeter's temple. And if anyone were to buy flowers for the Goddess, Namjoon would sneak two more flowers in their wreath, free of charge. Seokjin wasn't going to decline when he could happily enjoy their offerings later at night when Namjoon had gone to sleep. And Seokjin made sure each of his worshippers received the best harvest.

"What should we call this flower shop?" Namjoon asked. They had finished adding the final touches to their shop, including the drawings Seokjin had painted on the walls. Namjoon had helped draw a few flowers and the ornaments had been positioned carefully. The boy lifted the box of porcelain vases.

"No no!" Seokjin pointed at him. He wore a florid complexion as if he were seeing into the future. "You are not going to handle such fragile things. Put those down."

"It's been a week since I broke something." Namjoon sighed. "I'm just putting them over there behind the counter."

But Seokjin was difficult to persuade, he swept the box away from Namjoon's hands. "You think that's an achievement?" He laughed haughtily before he placed it down. He thought about what Namjoon had said as he moved to the counter. "About the name... how does meadow sound?"

Namjoon thought about this carefully. "Meadows of what?"

Seokjin rested his legs and sat down on the stool. He had stayed on Earth for almost three years, that meant he hadn't had any servants, and as a Goddess with his pedigree, he felt exhaustion for the first time since the war. "Does it need the what part?" He questioned.

"It needs to be unique." Namjoon explained. "When people talk about the shop they need to know it's our flower shop." Yes, there were other floral shops, but Seokjin was sure they would all run out of business soon.

"How about Meadows of Demeter?" Seokjin suggested. It was vain of him to suggest it, but all deities were. "After Demeter. Your favourite." He declared proudly.

"No. How can you call her name so casually like that?" Namjoon scolded. "The Goddess is above us." He lifted one hand over his head and then moved his other down towards the floor. "And we are here. We must only refer to her as the divine Goddess."