Floriography - KhunBam

Chapter Twelve

"Don't tell me he hasn't told you!? I'd be bragging about it to everyone I know if it were me. He's engaged to a Yeon girl! Their Engagement party is on Saturday."

Shibisu happily took a bite of the sandwich Bam had prepared for him completely unaware of the bomb he had just dropped.

Meanwhile, Khun had just started to choke on the food he had popped into his own mouth.

A low whistle could be heard from Jinsung over in the corner of the florists area.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry...what?"

Bam blinked and shook his head as if he had heard incorrectly and wanted to clarify what was being said.

"He's getting engaged to a Yeon. And oh my god, she is gorgeous! Though I've only seen photos of her."

"Shibisu."

Khun stared at his plate in front of him as he said Shibisu's name, begging and pleading for him to shut his mouth with his tone.

"He is one lucky devil, getting to marry her. I'm so jea-"

"Khun-san....?"

Shibisu was cut off by a heart broken voice that was clearly on the verge of tears.

Khun-san continued to stare at his plate. Panicking, his mind a complete blank on how to make this okay.

"Is that really true, Khun-san? Are you.... are you engaged?"

Khun raised his head to meet those beautiful golden eyes he loved so much, only to find them sparkling with the threat of tears. Tears that he had caused.

It broke him.

"I..... yes...."

Bam let out a breath he had been holding in before turning to run out the back of the store, slamming the door behind him.

"Bam! Wait I-!"

"Khun, what's going on?!"

Shibisu prevented him from running after the young man by placing a hand on his arm. Khun looked at his friends perplexed expression and lost it.

"Shibisu! You - you!"

Khun's anger turned on his friend.

"What? What did I do!?"

Taken aback, Shibisu removed his hand, even more confused than he was already.

"You! You! You....!"

He couldn't get his words out, he was so angry that his brain was no longer allowing him to form coherent sentences. However, Staring at his closest friend, seeing the worry, confusion and panic reflecting in his eyes, Khun somehow managed to calm himself.

"You....did nothing.... it was all my fault. I..... I need to go clear my head."

Khun fled from the florists store, leaving Shibisu behind to wonder what the hell had just happened.

He turned to Jinsung who was still sat in the corner with his newspaper.

"Did I cause that?"

"Weeeell, yes but not really. It was bound to come out eventually."

"I have no idea what's going on...."

Shibisu collected up his things and followed after Khun whom he had noticed had run into the office next door.

Jinsung placed his newspaper on the desk, approaching the coffee counter to clean up the debris that had been abandoned.

He noticed a single flower lying on the counter where Khun had been sat. He knew what the flower was and what it meant immediately. Picking it up and twizzling it between his fingers, he let out another low whistle.