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2 years ago.

Kang Soomin had just opened her flower shop. The sun was shining nicely, the air warm, the sky clear and blue. It was the kind of the day that could lift anyone's mood.

Soomin worked with a slight smile, humming softly as she arranged the flowers that had been delivered earlier in the morning.

She loved flowers, ever since she was small. It soon became her passion to study them and shape them as she wanted. At the age of 20 she finally had enough money to open a shop and now at 25 she was happy and content with her life.

"Can you make me a bouquet?" She smiled brightly at her first customer. "Sure. What kind?" She asked waiting patiently for the man to continue.

He was silent as he looked at the wide range of flowers. Soomin noticed his face was a little sad. The man was tall and muscular with a few tattoos peeking from beneath of his v-neck black shirt. The tattoos made him look formidable but she ignored it.

"Do you need help selecting, sir?" Her voice was soft and cautious. His dark eyes flickered up at her. "Yes, please." She smiled kindly. "Well, whom are you going to give the bouquet to? Girlfriend?"

He stared deep into her eyes, studying her. She felt a little shy, flushing from his boldness. "I'm going to meet my maid. She's in the hospital. The doctors say this is the end for her."

Her eyes widened, her smile dimming a little. So much for thinking the day was nice, she thought as she picked different flowers in white.

"Here you go. I hope she likes it. Please give my well wishes for her." He nodded staying longer than he should have.

"I'm Park Soongho." She blinked at his sudden declaration. She didn't think he had ill intentions though. He looked like a decent man.

She smiled and bowed a little. "Nice to meet you Park Soongho-shi. My name is Kang Soomin." He nodded giving her a crooked smile which she found cute.

She hoped she meets him again sometime soon.

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"Do you like flowers, Soongho oppa?" Soomin asked as they strolled through a park after a few days.

Soongho had come the next day and the day after that. He came to her shop everyday for two weeks buying bouquets for his maid. She had discovered that the lady had taken care of him since he was a little boy and thus he was extremely close to her.

Two weeks later, he asked her to a date and now they were walking through the park after a beautiful dinner.

"I do." He answered in that quite tone of his. There was something about his soft eyes and calm voice that just made her a hot mess.

"Really? Which is your favourite?" She asked excitedly walking backwards so she could look at him.

He looked thoughtful. "I like the one that blooms early morning and I come to see it everyday." She looked at him confused. "I don't understand." He gave her a bright smile, looking more handsome than ever.

"It's you."

She stumbled hearing his answer. She closed her eyes bracing for her bottom to meet the ground and pain shooting through her body but it never came. Instead she felt two arms wrapping around her body, pulling her flush against a warm body.

She gasped, opening her eyes. Soongho had her in his arms, safe and she felt safe. She could feel colour rising to her cheeks at the close proximity but she had no where to hide nor could she, entrapped as she was in his eyes.

"You are the most beautiful flower I've ever seen, Soomin-ah and I want to cherish you, protect you my whole life." She giggled nervously. "Isn't it too early to feel so much, oppa?"

He took her hand and placed it over his heart. "Not when you feel what I feel. I've never liked a woman as much as I like you. So, Soomin, will you become my girlfriend?"

She blushed hard, his heartfelt words making her heart beat faster. She looked down at the design of a rose on his right side of chest that was exposed when he caught her.

"I would like that very much, oppa."

He lifted her face with a finger under her chin. His warm fingers caressing her jaw as he cradled her head delicately. She closed her eyes when she realised what he was doing. His lips were soft as he kissed her slowly, heat spreading through both of them as they enjoyed this moment.

She hoped she could keep meeting him everyday.

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