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“I know that face, Yoon-bean.” Seokjin sets down his menu and intertwines his fingers under his chin. “That’s the same way you look describing Michael B. Jordan’s boobs.”
Yoongi sputters. “His pecs, you fool, and- and there’s absolutely no look going on.”
“If you insist, I’ll let it go.” Seokjin picks his menu back up, looking entirely unbothered.
Yoongi watches him for approximately six seconds before breaking. “Oh my god, hyung. He’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. And so sweet? He gave me a towel even though I almost flooded the store. And you should see him talking about flowers, it’s like Joon talking about crabs. I think I cried, but it might’ve been rain.”
“I’m assuming this is the florist?” Seokjin looks entirely too smug.
Yoongi just plants his head on the table and groans.
____________Or, Yoongi still has some growing to do. Taehyung, a florist, helps out.