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He walked in again, tall, broad shoulders, soft looking hair and a small heart tattoo on the left side of his neck, right under his ear, wearing a black v neck tshirt paired with black skinny jeans. What a man , thought Yoongi, taking a sip of his chamomile tea.
Yoongi started to keep a close eye on him after the first week, the anonymous man didn’t miss one day, always looking around for something and leaving with a slight frown, disappointed look and empty hands. He also never talked to Yoongi, walking inside the small flower shop with all his good looks and completely ignoring the worker, who shamelessly stared at him behind shelves filled with flower pots and seeds.
Some day on the second week, Yoongi was flipping through an old magazine leaning on the counter when he heard a scoff, he looked up and stared at beautiful eyes.
‘Uh…’ – Yoongi started, blushing already, how was he supposed to talk to this guy? – ‘Can I help you?’
The man looked relieved after hearing Yoongis voice – ‘Yeah, I was wondering if you could help me find some flowers for a special person.’
‘Yes I can.’ – he closed the magazine, fixing the name tag attached to his light yellow apron, hoping that the handsome man wouldn’t notice the holes on his pants – ‘What kind of flowers do they like?’
He stared at Yoongi, blinked once – ‘Well, it’s a surprise.’ – twice – ‘I just started talking to this guy and I don’t even know if he likes flowers.’
Yoongis heart skipped a beat, he was into guys – ‘Oh? Well, can you describe him? Maybe that’ll help on choosing something he’d like.’
The anonymous man smiled – ‘That’s a good idea...’ – he looked down – ‘Yoongi! My name is Seokjin by the way.’
His name sounded a million times better coming from plush lips, he gave Seokjin an awkward smile – ‘So? What does he look like?’
Seokjin smirked – ‘You know what? I actually...’ – he said, shoving his hand inside his front pocket, he pulled his phone and swiped a few times – ‘Have his picture.’
Great , Yoongi thought, this dude he’s crushing on is probably even prettier than him, how could I compete with that? – ‘Really? This is... ‘ – horrible – ‘Great!’
The other nodded, still smirking – ‘It really is,’ – he holds the phone up to Yoongis face, the front camera turned on – ‘He looks like this.’
Yoongi stared at his reflection on the phone and looked up to Seokjin – ‘I think you were supposed to press the camera roll, man. You got your frontal camera on instead.’
Seokjin looked surprised for a second, started laughing and put his phone back in his pocket – ‘Are you serious? Do you really think I didn’t do this on purpose?’
Yoongis brain stopped working for a few seconds, his cheeks were as red as the fresh roses be brought in that morning – ‘Wait, do you really mean what I think you mean?’
‘Yeah, I’ve been coming in here for like two weeks and haven’t bought a thing because I wanted an excuse to look at you.’ – Seokjins eyes widened – ‘That sounded way less creepy in my head, I’m sorry.’
‘No! I mean, it’s ok!’ – Yoongi said, getting a little desperate, he couldn’t let Seokjin walk away thinking that he messed everything up – ‘It’s not creepy… I mean it’s a little bit, but my friends have way worse stories about some real creeps, you don’t even come close to any.’
Seokjin smiled, relieved – ‘Oh thank God, I really thought I messed everything up.’ – he held Yoongis hand – ‘So, do you have any idea what this guy might like?’
Yoongi gave him a small smile – ‘Yeah, I know what he likes.’