Anthony isn't what you'd expect a tattoo artist to look like. He looks like your everyday guy in his baggy sweaters and skinny jeans, so it usually catches people off guard when they see the tattoos that go up and down his arms and the snakebite lip piercings he proudly sports. Ian isn't your normal florist. He's not highly feminine, he doesn't read stupid romance novels or dumb poetry. He dresses like he wants, acts like he wants, but makes the most beautiful flower arrangements you could ever hope to see. Ian receives a phone call to deliver flowers, but he's never been good with directions and addresses. He ends up at Anthony's tattoo shop in a bad part of Los Angeles, exactly where you'd expect a burly tattoo artist to work and live, not a guy who's barely taller than Ian himself. What started off as an awkward encounter may bloom into something beautiful. And it all started with those words: Did you order flowers?

How does one become a great kisser? First, you need a partner. Second, you need a place to practice. And third, remember to always have Chapstick handy.

Ian was just a teen going wrong places in life and Anthony was a cop just wanting justice , see what happens when these two meet? Hate? Friendship ? Maybe even love.

Ianthony? Ianthony. Includes sad, fluff, maybe smut, and different one-shots. (Get ready to read some weird or possibly interesting Ianthony one shots)

Anthony takes time to think about his feelings for a certain someone. His doubts are strong. (short; angst)

{ONESHOT, COMPLETED, SMUT/SLIGHT FLUFF} "We were both only in our boxers, and it was so hot, and so was Anthony."

{CHAPTER FIC, COMPLETED, SADNESS/SLIGHT ANGST/SLIGHT FLUFF/POSSIBLE TRIGGER} So here's the deal: I'm Ian Hecox, and I really wish I wasn't.

Something special for Ian before he has to leave..