dayiliu

[dayiliu]

phantasmtastic​:

dayiliu​ | favorite person

                It  was  hard  to  believe  sometimes  –  how  dangerous  Dayi  was.  Never  had  she  met  a  man  so  gentle,  so  sweet.  Both  of  them  were  alike  in  that  way  –  beautiful  on  the  outside  but  rotten  from  within.  “It’s  like  really  impressive  you  did  this  like  –  you  are  amazing.  Tonight  like  –  if  you  wanna  hang  out…..I  have  some  ideas  on  how  to  make  less  waste.”  Though  the  environment  was  important  to  her,  she  also  wanted  an  excuse  to  spend  more  time  with  him.  She  could  be  a  greedily  little  thing.  Easily  she  began  to  remove  the  vases  from  the  packaging  and  put  them  where  he  desired.  

He would never understand how they had gotten so lucky as to find one another. It really had to be a miracle. His own damaged mind was finally letting him just be and he knew it was because of her. Smiling, he picked up the vases and began organizing them by size and color, testing out different display methods. Most of what he had on the shelves sought to bring the focus to the flowers, but he also wanted clients to be able to pick out vases if they wanted. “Less waste? What are we going to do?” She had so much knowledge he didn’t and it was always fascinating to learn from her.

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phantasmtastic​:

                      After  everything  that  Lulu  had  been  through,  this  felt  like  heaven.  Sometimes  it  felt  like  more  than  she  deserved.  Never  had  she  ever  felt  at  home  –  until  she  met  Dayi.  “Of  course  Sir!”  Happily  she  skipped  over  to  him  as  she  wrapped  her  arms  around  his  waist  from  behind.  “Thank  you  –  so  much  again.  For  everything.”  With  a  smile  she  kissed  his  cheek  –  mand  stepped  back  on  her  heel.  With  a  nimble  hand  she  took  out  her  pocket  knife  and  began  to  cut  open  the  box.  “Did  you  sleep  well?”

His entire face went red at the kiss and he had to stop himself from dropping what he was holding. Quickly, he set the smaller box down on a nearby counter and knelt to help get the vases out. “You don’t have to thank me. You’re great to have around and, well, I could use another person around the shop. Work gets a little overwhelming on my own.” Opening the store by himself had been alright when he was just starting out, but with more customers, he needed to work longer hours, which was getting stressful.

[dayiliu]

Getting the shop ready to open was always a small hassle, but now that he had help, it would get done in no time. The shop proper wouldn’t be technically open for another hour. However, arriving early and getting it all set up was highly important. Looking over to Lulu, he waved. “Can you help me with this box?” he asked, nodding toward a new shipment of vases.