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Chapter 14: Daisies

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A/n: short chapter this week, but the drama is picking up again 👀

Fun facts:

Noya was over for lunch and him and Tanaka concocted something horrible which got Tanaka stuck on the toilet

He ran out of toilet paper pretty quick

Noya drove back to his house to get more for him 😭

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Chapter 13: Lotuses

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A/n: 1.1k words in written portion!

This sucks.

Yachi drags herself out of her door. Her heart never stopped pounding after she had received y/n’s request to meet up. Despite her anxiety and heartbreak, she cleaned herself up a bit and forced her trembling body out the door.

When she told Yamaguchi she didn’t want to see y/n today, she hadn’t been lying. Just the thought of her crush, which is truly beyond just a crush at this point, confessing to someone else made her head and heart hurt. She knows it’s an ugly feeling, but she can’t help but let the jealousy bubble and fester until the tears start leaking out of her eyes. Yachi wipes them away, hoping to drown that cold and unrelenting feeling out with her tears.

Despite all the pain, jealousy, and slight feeling of betrayal from y/n, Yachi pushes on. Despite it all, she still wants to check on her muse. Y/n said it was important and even if Yachi wanted to say no, she would still show up. Even through the hurting y/n has caused her unintentionally, her place in Yachi’s heart cannot be shaken.

Yachi spots y/n’s lone figure in their garden far before she reaches the entrance. She halts her steps, frantically wiping at her eyes, hoping it’ll look like she hasn’t just been crying on her walk.

Y/n is facing away from the entrance, not noticing Yachi’s presence nearby yet. Yachi takes a moment to observe and calm herself.

Yachi’s heart clenches painfully. Y/n stands there in her favorite leather jacket, one that Yachi has had the honor of wearing, and her hair done up nicer than usual. Looking more closely, Yachi notices that y/n seems to have dressed up a bit even. She glances down at her own outfit which was thoughtlessly put together amidst her self pitying.

The blonde shakes her head and takes a deep breath. This isn’t about her or what she looks like right now. Definitely not the time to be comparing herself to y/n’s ex or fantasize about how much cooler this so-called Hanami would be than herself. She’s just here to see if y/n is doing okay. Yachi marches on.

As Yachi approaches the garden entrance, she can hear the tattooed girl quietly mumbling to herself. She can’t quite hear what she’s saying but it sounds like she’s hyping herself up. Yachi tries not to think about y/n throwing the bouquet back in her face.

At the sound of Yachi’s gentle footsteps, y/n finally turns around. They make awkward eye contact and y/n gives a small smile, hoping to ease the tension. Yachi returns the smile.

“Hey,” y/n says softly, seemingly fiddling with something behind her back.

“Hey,” Yachi gives a small nod.

“Sorry to call you out here so urgently. I just couldn’t wait any longer,” y/n sways slightly where she stands.

Yachi shakes her head. She can’t bring herself to use her words, afraid she’ll burst out in tears as soon as she opens her mouth.

Both girls stand in silence, avoiding eye contact. Yachi hears y/n take a deep breath and decides to take one of her own. When she glances back at her, y/n is holding out the bouquet Yachi had made her. Yachi’s lips begin to quiver.

“Oh, is something wrong with it after all? I’m so sorry—“ Yachi bows repeatedly.

“Yachi, this is for you,” y/n’s words cause Yachi to look up in confusion.

Her gaze was intense and gripping, pulling Yachi in. The blonde subconsciously takes a few small steps closer to y/n. Her whole body begins to shake.

“W-what?” Yachi sputters.

Y/n closed the distance between them and gently takes Yachi’s hands and wraps them around the bouquet. Yachi gulps when y/n wraps her own hands around hers. The warmth spreads to Yachi’s cheeks.

“I really, really like you, Yachi,” y/n pauses, Yachi holds her breath.

“I want to start anew with you, hence the lilies. Our friends are right. I can't keep living like this, stuck in the past with my feelings chained by my ex,” y/n continues, “you probably didn’t realize, but you’ve been helping me heal and you make me the happiest girl in the world. I want to be with you. If you’ll have me, of course.”

Yachi can’t look away. She takes in a stuttered breath when she feels y/n’s warm hand leave hers and up to her cheek. She gently wipes a tear. Yachi hadn’t even realized she began crying.

Yachi begins to sob. The heartache and jealousy that had been poisoning her heart and mind had been instantly washed away by y/n’s little speech. She feels herself being pulled into a tight embrace. Yachi puts her own arms around y/n, squeezing tight. She can hear just how quickly the tattoo artist’s heart is pounding over her sobs. The fluttering beat puts her at ease, knowing her heart is pounding just as quickly.

“Yeah, I wanna be yours too. I want it so bad,” Yachi hiccups into y/n’s chest.

She feels the girl release a sigh of relief. They pull away from each other a little. With a hand still around Yachi, y/n pulls a free on up to her face and wipes her tears away. Yachi giggles at the gentleness, her heart fluttering giddily.

“Had me worried for a second there,” y/n jokes, now gently caressing Yachi’s cheek, “thought you started crying because you hated the thought of dating me so much.”

Yachi aggressively shakes her head, “Oh my god, no!! It’s completely the opposite. Promise!! You don’t even know how badly I want to be yours.”

“Thank god,” y/n throws her head back in a laugh.

Yachi laughs as well.

“You know, I was going to make you a bouquet to confess to you as well,” Yachi shyly admits.

Y/n’s smile brightens, “Really? What flowers were you gonna use?”

The blonde girl pauses for a moment to think. She smiles mischievously, “Secret.”

Y/n tilts her head in confusion in response.

Yachi giggles, “I promise you'll find out soon. I have to respond to your confession properly.”

“Properly?” y/n asks.

Yachi pulls away from the shared embrace completely and lightly wags the lily bouquet in her hand to bring attention to it.

“Properly,” Yachi flushes at her own words and brings the bouquet up to her face to hide.

Y/n laughs gently and pulls Yachi close again. Yachi cannot help but let out a squeak when she feels lips on her cheek.

“I’ll be waiting then,” y/n chuckles.

Yachi touches the spot y/n had kissed with her free hand. She vows that she will make an even better bouquet for y/n this time around.

Fun facts:

When Yachi went back home, she couldn't stop thinking about how she actually lived through her own miscommunication trope LOL

She never thought she'd go through that

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Chapter 12: Bleeding Hearts

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A/n: heyyyy first wave of angst incoming!! how we feeling chat

Fun facts:

Yachi used to live with Tsukki and Yamaguchi!

She moved out partially cuz she was sick of living with a couple LMAO

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Chapter 11: Tarragon

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Fun facts:

Y/n has no idea how or when she became her friend group’s adopted child

She’s just happy to call them her family 🫶

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[izuchuumi]

I’ve been queueing up these updates and now my queue is running low HELP I will continue writing 🙏

I refuse to let myself fall into hiatus curse again LMAO

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Chapter 10: Colorful Dahlias

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A/n: 469 words in written portion! Also, the pic sent by y/n in the texts is just supposed to show what the bluebell tattoo looks like!!

Sprawled out on the warm afternoon grass, Yachi and y/n rest side by side on their stomachs, propped up by their arms. The gentle breeze ruffles through their hair, carrying the scent of the flowers surrounding them. Yachi’s face scrunches in concentration as she focuses on doodling little flowers on y/n’s arm. The blonde had filled in all the empty spaces on y/n’s arm that weren’t already covered by tattoos to leave her mark. Y/n smiles gently at the tickling from the pen running across her arm.

“And this one,” Yachi draws on the finishing touches of her current doodle, “is a bluebell flower. They usually symbolize humility.”

Yachi looks up to gauge y/n’s reaction and is surprised by the distance. Her face flushes. She hadn’t realized that y/n had leaned even closer, seemingly to get a better view. Yachi backs away, flustered. Y/n giggles a bit, and rolls onto her back, sticking her doodle-filled arm up into the air. If Yachi hadn’t looked away, she would’ve noticed her companion’s own reddening cheeks.

Y/n twists her arm around a couple times, admiring each additional doodle her arm had gained. The sun warms her skin, drying the ink quickly. As y/n admires Yachi’s handiwork, Yachi finally shifts her gaze back to the tattoo artist. She is immediately enamoured.

With the sun slowly setting, it casts a warm, golden hue, making the world glow softly. Yachi can’t look away. Usually, Yachi can’t stand long pauses in conversation, but the sight in front of her makes her feel warm and content with the silence between the two. Her heart squeezes tightly. She’s enjoying the sunset in her safe place, the abandoned garden, with her person. Her person, Yachi offhandedly thinks to herself.

“Are you sure you don’t want to change professions? These drawings are gorgeous,” y/n chuckles, still admiring Yachi’s doodles.

“Mmm yeah,” Yachi responds dreamily, still entranced by the angelic girl laying next to her.

At those words, y/n snaps her head over to Yachi and drops her arm. She notices Yachi’s hazy gaze on her and flushes up to the tips of her ears. She lets out an airy laugh. She grips at the grass underneath her with her hands, grasping for anything to keep her heart from soaring too far.

“It’s getting dark. Come on, I’ll drive you back home,” y/n sits up and pushes herself off the ground.

She begins leaving the garden, not waiting for Yachi. She wonders why her heart is pounding so loudly in her chest as she makes her way back to the car. She hears Yachi silently follow after her. Neither of them say much as they drive home. Only the sound of soft music keeps both of their thoughts company.

Fun facts:

Yachi couldn’t stop smiling for days after y/n tattooed on her doodles

She wouldn’t stop smiling and sighing dreamily at work

Kageyama was a little scared of how much she was smiling tbh

Yamaguchi was concerned she was gonna turn into the Joker but like actually happy

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Chapter 9.5: Sunflowers

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A/n: lmk if you guys need me to translate any of the drunk texts LOL

Fun facts:

both noya and kageyama drooled on hinata

hinata woke up to 2 wet patches on each shoulder

yachi actually woke up in the middle of the night and saw that she and y/n were clinging onto each other

even tho she was flustered, she went right back to sleep

why not indulge herself in a little bit of affection if the other person was still sleeping righttt

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Chapter 9: Solidasters

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A/n: this happens over the span of a few months!!

Fun facts:

y/n starts frequenting yachi's garden since then

yachi might've shed a happy tear the first time she went to the garden and saw y/n chilling there

it used to be a public garden in yachi's neighborhood but people got tired of taking care of it

yachi has taken over taking care of the garden, but people don't really visit it anymore

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Chapter 8: Striped Carnations

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A/N: monochrome screenshots are flashbacks!!

Fun facts:

Y/n and Hanami met during their sophomore year in college

Y/n was Hanami's first girlfriend

They dated for around 3 years and broke up just a little bit after they graduated and before y/n started working at Crow Inks

Hanami runs a lifestyle/vlog channel and blew up due to her pretty looks and seemingly playful friendship with y/n

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Chapter 7: Pink Orchids

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A/N: photo isn’t indicative of what y/n looks like!! just there for the pose and vibes

Fun facts:

Yachi stayed for a little while longer even after y/n’s client arrived

Yachi was honestly kind of afraid y/n would think her doodles were ugly

Y/n kinda sensed that off of her and offhandedly mentioned that she thinks Yachi is underestimating herself

Yachi’s heart wouldn’t calm down for a while after hearing that

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Someone brought up a tag list so if any of you wanna be added, please either just comment on this post or send in an ask and I'll add you to it!! :D

Daisies & Lilies - H. Yachi SMAU

pairing: yachi x f!reader

synopsis: despite the hot new tattoo artist working right across from her, yachi can’t bring herself to do more than daydream about her. when y/n comes in wanting to learn more about floristry for a job, will yachi be able to bond and get with the girl of her dreams or will she keep hiding in the sidelines to protect her delicate feelings?

the vibes: tattoo shop and flower shop AU, opposites attract, black cat x golden retriever, sapphic romance and sapphic angst, new beginnings

progress: ongoing (Fridays 11AM PST)

warning: contains internalized homophobia, profanity, potentially more mature topics, some mental health talk, drinking, potential ooc-ness, canon divergence!! will add more as i write more!

notes: please ignore the timestamps and amount of likes/retweets/comments!! i was too lazy to put in random numbers on all of them; all characters are in their 20s, light mode is yachi’s pov and dark mode is y/n’s!!

written parts are indicated by ✮

profiles

crow inks || daisy chains

chapters

bouquet 1: Purple Gloxinia (love at first sight) bouquet 2: Acacia Blossom (secret/concealed love) ✮ bouquet 3: Yellow Tulips (happiness and hope) bouquet 4: Yellow Freesias (friendship, support, & optimism) bouquet 5: Calaminthas (shyness) bouquet 6: Purple Petunias (mystery and enchantment) ✮ bouquet 7: Pink Orchids (happiness and playfulness) bouquet 8: Striped Carnations (denial and rejection) bouquet 9: Solidasters (support and good fortune) bouquet 10: Colorful Dahliahs (devotion) ✮ bouquet 11: Tarragons (lasting interest) bouquet 12: Bleeding Hearts (heartbreak) bouquet 13: Lotuses (relief and rebirth) bouquet 14: Daisies (first love) bouquet 15: Black Dahlias (betrayal) bouquet 16: 16: Purple Hyacinth (sorrow, regret, & forgiveness) bouquet 17: White Carnations (embarking on a new journey) ✮

epilogue

extra bouquet: Yellow Lilies (joy, happiness, & new beginnings)

flower dividers by @strangergraphics-archive heart dividers by @jilval

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Chapter 6: Purple Petunias

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A/N: 731 word count

This is not a date. This is not a date!! Yachi repeatedly chants in her head as she makes her way towards the Night Owl Stories. Tote bag clutched close to her body, she looks down and reassesses her outfit.

She tried not to dress up too much, she really did! However, her pale prim floral sundress and ruffled socks differed enough from her usual wear that it pulled a teasing laugh out of Yamaguchi when she showed up to her shift.

She flushed at the memory, quickly shaking her head to shake the thoughts away. She just felt like dressing up a little more today, nothing to it! Besides, it was warm and sunny out, perfect weather to wear a cute dress. It definitely wasn’t in hopes of impressing a certain someone!

Yachi halts in front of the door and takes a deep breath before pulling it open and stepping in. She keeps in mind that y/n does indeed want to talk with her to keep her nerves at bay. It seems Akaashi isn’t working a shift this afternoon. Her eyes shift around the shop in search for a table and immediately catches on to a familiar figure.

As she makes her way closer to the cozy corner y/n sits in, Yachi slows her steps as if suddenly in a trance. There y/n sits, focusing on her iPad, doodling to her heart’s content. Her usual leather jacket is draped carefully over the back of her chair. A couple loose strands of hair had slipped from its place. Yachi clenches her fist to prevent herself from reaching out and tucking them back in their place.

Sensing Yachi’s presence, y/n looks up from her work. Yachi’s breath hitches. Yep, still as gorgeous as she remembers.

“Hi! Sorry I just got off work. I hope you didn’t have to wait long,” Yachi shyly greets, taking the seat across from y/n.

“No worries, I wanted to work here for a bit before our designated time so I got here much earlier,” y/n chuckles, shifting her iPad to the side of the table, “Oh, also I went ahead and ordered you something. I hope that’s alright.”

A tattooed arm gently pushes a tall glass cup filled with enticingly pink strawberry frappuccino towards Yachi. The whipped cream looks a little melted, but besides that the frappuccino seems to have just been freshly made.

“I was hoping to get started right away so I ordered something I thought you’d like,” y/n rests her chin on her hand, looking a little bashful.

Yachi’s heart warms at y/n’s excitement to chat with her. She returns a shy smile and nods.

“Ahhh this is actually my favorite! How’d you guess?” Yachi blushes.

“You look like you’d like something sweet,” y/n winks, “Plus, I ordered it earlier and really enjoyed it so I was hoping you would too.”

Yachi’s eyes widen a little, “You like sweet things too? You look like the type to drink coffee black.”

Y/n’s joyous laugh rings out through the shop before she is able to contain it into giggles. Her laugh is infectious and Yachi can’t help but to laugh along.

“You wouldn’t be the first to say that. I might look like I like black coffee, but I actually have a major sweet tooth,” the tattooed girl wipes a stray tear from her eye.

Yachi flushes, “Sorry I shouldn’t have assumed.”

“It’s alright, I’m always curious what people think of me from just my looks,” y/n offers comfortingly.

“Actually, you kind of remind me of calandivas! They look a lot like roses, but they aren’t,” Yachi says thoughtfully.

“Oh, how so?” Y/n leans in, intrigued.

“A lot of people mistake them for roses by their looks in the same sense that people often mistake your personality for something else just by your looks,” Yachi nods to herself.

Y/n lets out an inquisitive hum, her grin widening. Yachi finally notices that y/n had leaned in and lets out a squeak, quickly backing up. She feels all her blood rush up to her cheeks and slaps her palms over them.

“Um, thanks for the drink! Why don’t we get started?” the blonde tries to shift her thoughts.

“Sure, teach me everything you know,” y/n leans in even more, eyes sparkling with eagerness.

Fun facts:

Yachi and Akaashi are roommates!

Akaashi is the owner of Night Owl Stories

They met in college while they both had to study for a final

The library was all full so Yachi ended up at the campus cafe, but it was so packed that she had to go around asking ppl to share tables

She got closer and closer to tears at every table she had to ask

Akaashi saved her from breaking down in the middle of the cafe by offering the empty seat across him

Their meeting is lowkey Akaashi’s inspiration for opening up Night Owl Stories!

He hopes to offer people a more peaceful cafe to study or read in

He often stocks up on textbooks for this reason

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hello!! leaving this here since it reminded me of daisies and lilies tsukiyama ☺️ https://www.tumblr.com/tricodekus/761160755265601536/tsukkiyama-ikea-date?source=share

OMGGG they’re so adorable 🥹 tsukkiyama and yachiy/n ikea double date⁉️

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Chapter 5: Calaminthas

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Fun facts:

Kageyama will often send texts in the chat but then disappear because he got distracted or was already doing something else

Hinata keeps him updated on all the gc lore

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Chapter 4: Yellow Freesias

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Fun facts

After setting their meeting date, Yachi set like 5 different reminders on her calendar (as if she’d ever forget to meet y/n LOL)

Yachi totally hasn’t been fantasizing about this since y/n started working at Crow Inks LMAO

Noya is notorious for ruining sweet moments but that’s also lowkey part of his charm

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Chapter 3: Yellow Tulips

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Fun facts:

Tsukki totally could've just given Yachi y/n's number but he likes to see his friends suffer so he didn't lol

rip Yachi someone give that poor girl anxiety medication

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Chapter 2: Acacia Blossom

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A/N: Around 1k words in written portion

The gentle ringing of the bell signaling someone opened the door snaps Yachi out of her thoughtful trance. She ponders about how she’ll pick up the courage to walk across the street and ask for the hot tattoo artist’s name. She shakes her thoughts away, clearing her mind to greet the person walking through the door. She turns towards them with a bright smile.

“Hi! Welcome to Daisy Chains. How can we help—” Yachi’s words get choked up when she notices who just walked through the door.

At the entrance of the quaint flower shop stands Yachi’s newest crush in all her tattooed glory. Yachi can’t help but drag her eyes up and down the tattoo artist. Her outfit showcased both of her tattoo sleeves and gave Yachi a sneak peek of what could possibly be chest tattoos. Yachi feels her face heat up drastically.

In her panic, she accidentally knocks over the watering can she had previously set down. It crashes loudly to the ground, causing droplets of water to spray both Yachi and her crush. Yachi immediately snaps down to pick up the watering can, her face glowing impossibly brighter.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” the tattoo artist chuckles apologetically.

Yachi sets the watering can back on the table and frantically shakes her head and hands. Her voice is stuck in her throat and she hopes her crush understands her wild gestures.

With a pounding heart and bright red face, Yachi lets out a surprised squeak. Her eyes frantically search for her best friend and coworker, Yamaguchi. He grins at her. She shivers slightly at the mischievousness he exudes.

“Welcome! I have to run to the back for something really quick, but my coworker,” he gestures towards Yachi, “will be able to help you!”

Without a beat, Yamaguchi escapes to the back of the shop, leaving a flustered Yachi with her chin dropped and eyes bulging. Yachi silently prays to whatever deity that she doesn’t make even more of a fool of herself than she already has. She takes a deep breath to steady herself.

“Um, my name’s Yachi! I’m so sorry for the mess I was way too in my head. How can I help you today?” Yachi manages to spit out her words coherently.

“I’m Y/N. I started working at the tattoo parlor across the street recently,” the tattoo artist introduces herself, “I’ve got a client looking for a meaningful floral design. Unfortunately, I know nothing about flowers and their meanings.”

Yachi listens intently with wide eyes. She gives a small nod to let y/n know she is listening. 

“Uh, Tsukkishima told me about your shop so I thought I’d come by and see if I could do some research here,” y/n looks a little shy from her lack of knowledge of flowers.

Yachi smiles to herself at the thought. Y/n who has been seen by her as unmovable and stoic has a timid side as well. She cannot help but silently swoon to herself.

The gorgeous girl from across the street is in her shop, speaking to her with such a soft expression on her face! Not to mention her voice sounds as soothing as honey for a sore throat. Yachi’s eyes wander from y/n’s eyes down to her moving lips. She can’t tear her eyes away from the sight. The sound of y/n’s soft voice paired with the movement of her lips mesmerizes Yachi into a trance.

Yachi is unsure how long she has been staring but at the confused call of her name, she snaps out of her trance with a shout. Her brown eyes shoot up from y/n’s mouth to her equally captivating eyes.

“Yachi, are you alright?” Y/n asks, concerned with the florist’s sudden spaciness.

“I- oh god, sorry! I was listening, promise! Um, I can teach you!” Yachi stutters, wringing her hands, “Teach you about flowers I mean!”

Yachi clamps her mouth shut, her heart picking up speed again. She hopes y/n understood her frantic word vomit. Y/n stares at Yachi a little shocked, seemingly trying to process her garbled words. Yachi swears she might faint or hurl on the spot—or both.

Y/n breaks out into a sweet smile, “Thank you so much, Yachi! That’s more help than I can even ask for.”

Yachi lets out a relieved laugh, “Ahh no problem! Anything for you!”

Y/n giggles at her words. Yachi is confused when she sees pink dust on the tattooed girl’s cheeks. She halts as the words she spoke mere seconds earlier process in her brain. She immediately reaches out to usher y/n out of the shop.

“UM sorry, I just remembered that we have a very important—” Before she can finish, Yachi is sent careening into the ground.

Yachi snaps her eyes shut, preparing for the painful impact. Instead, she’s met with a pair of arms and the smell of minty soap with a woody undertone. She looks up and is greeted by the face she has been admiring much closer than she’d ever expected to be.

“Woah, are you okay?” Y/n helps steady Yachi gently.

The blonde glances back and winces at the forgotten puddle she had spilled earlier from the water can. She curses herself and the puddle silently.

“Haha! Totally forgot I spilled that water earlier, silly me! I’m totally fine thankyousomuchforcatchingme,” Yachi yelps.

Before y/n can get a word in, Yachi has shoved her to and out the shop door. She frantically bows apologetically a couple of times.

“Thanks for stopping by, talk to you soon!” Yachi slams the door shut.

The flustered florist groans to herself before she slides down to the floor in front of the door. She buries her head in her hands. Her hands sting a little from how hot her face is.

With the sound of the door closing, Yamaguchi pops his head out from the back of the store. He spots Yachi hunched over on the floor with ease. He snickers at the sight.

“Wow, way to get the girl,” he teases.

“Shut up!” Yachi wails.

Fun facts:

y/n totally noticed Yamaguchi giggling to himself in the back

She didn’t say anything in favor of paying attention to the cute girl in front of her

Yachi totally isn’t going to be overthinking about their first meeting for the rest of her life or anything!!