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marriael · 5 years ago

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My Feelings Have Blossomed (Hyunjin x Reader)

(i almost put the crab head gif lmaoooooooooooo)

just assume all my writing is for @skzrequests at this point lmao

So I combined 2 requests since they were both pretty simple

Request: (anon) Who, prompt 2 with Hyunjin please? don’t worry annonie you did it right

(anon) Second, 2(iii) with Hyunjin? You did it right, too love! And yes florist! Hyunjin was a good time for me to write

Both florist au’s, the second one is specifically including flower meanings

Word count: 2001 (:O first time breaking 2000!!!)

90% of the time Hyunjin just wanted to be left alone. The other 10% of the time he was smothering his friends with affection but that’s not important. Hyunjin often wanted to get away from typical chaos of school but had no desire to go home and ignore his homework. One day while walking around he ended up talking to an elderly family friend, Mrs. Kim, and upon expressing his vague wish to get a job she offered a spot to work in her flower shop. Hyunjin never really cared much for flowers but the opportunity to work, especially for this nice lady, was very appealing.

So he came in one Saturday morning and she taught him everything he would need to know. Most of the time he was learning to make bouquets which were difficult at first because of his mildly clumsy hands.

While he was practicing she would explain that most people came in with general requests that just look nice. Sometimes people would come in and ask for flowers with specific meanings. Hyunjin panicked for a minute thinking he might have to memorize all of that information somehow. Thankfully she informed him of the flower meanings book sitting on a shelf under the counter.

After that day he was set to work 4 days a week, mostly evenings or late afternoons when he was completely done with school for the day. Unfortunately one of those days was an early morning Sunday shift. The first day he slept in just a bit and had to rush to get there which left no time for breakfast. Upon his shift ending the bakery across the street looked incredibly tempting.

He entered the warm toned shop and immediately inhaled the scent of various baked pastries. He was quickly distracted by you standing behind the counter. Most of the time in restaurants or coffee shops it’s very clear the cashiers don’t enjoy their jobs. This was not the case with you. From your expression, your humming, and your walk it was very clear you adored this job.

You quickly turned around and noticed him standing at the door. Hurriedly running up to the counter you greeted him.

“Hello! Sorry, the bell doesn’t work and I’m not very good at paying attention when no one’s here.” You sheepishly smiled and Hyunjin was suddenly overwhelmed, you were adorable.

“It’s alright. A croissant and an americano, please.”

“Can do. Did know you have petals in your hair?”

He started flailing his hands wildly, hoping by some miracle to brush the petals off.

“Hold on. Stop! Turn around, I’ll get them for you.” You pushed his thrashing hands away while you moved out from behind the counter.

It was awkward and silent for a few moments as you tenderly picked the petals from his hair.

“How did these get in your hair in the first place?” You awkwardly started.

“Oh! I started working at the flower shop across the street today. That doesn’t really explain how they got in my hair though.” Hyunjin pouted.

“So it’s you. She came over the other day and was absolutely raving about you. Kept saying you were such a ‘nice, handsome boy.’” You quoted.

He blushed lightly at the compliments and how you had already heard about him.

Hyujin glanced at his watch, "well… I need to go home actually so can I just have my stuff to go?"

You scrambled back from the counter and grabbed a bag and cup. "Oh no! Of course, oh my goodness I'm so sorry."

He laughed, "it's fine. Just don't spill any coffee on yourself, please."

You fumbled a little when you turn around but otherwise Hyunjin was impressed with how smooth your actions were so soon in the morning and your shift. As a usual interaction he took his breakfast from you but unusually he thought about you the whole way walking home.

From that day onward Hyunjin would come in pretty often. The next Sunday he came in before his shift and learned you didn’t come in until later on Sundays and was teased hardcore by one of your co-workers. He tried to avoid coming in every day so he wouldn’t seem creepy by asking for you but he came in often enough for a couple people to recognize him. He also saw you often enough that you became friends and he started developing a little crush! Hyunjin’s friends would say it was more than a little crush with how often he talked about you or even casually mentioned you. Often without even realizing it.

With regular encouragement to ‘do something and shut up about it’ Hyunjin decided to start leaving you flowers. It was the obvious choice, working at a flower shop and all, and kind of cheesy but leave him alone, he was trying.

So it was Sunday once again and Hyunjin’s heart was hammering wondering if you would comment on the flowers. He wasn't sure whether it's good or bad that you didn't leave them on the counter. The world was on his side as you mentioned them about 4 seconds after he walked in.

"Hey, Hyunjin! I got these really nice flowers this morning. I was wondering if you would know if they mean anything?

"Uuuuuuh… yeah, what kind are they?"

"I have no idea," you laughed, "hold on let me grab them and you can look."

You turned around and Hyunjin panicked, trying to figure out what to say so he doesn't make it obvious it was him. You popped out a moment later and Hyunjin tried his best to make his face neutral.

"So what's the diagnosis, doc?" You joked.

"Well, the white ones ones are gardenias and the pink ones are carnations. They mean secret love and first love, at least I think so. You got a real admirer on your hands here."

"Did you see someone buy these?" You asked, anticipating.

Hyunjin didn't want to lie to you but saying he saw someone buy them would lead to more questions than he would like.

"No, sorry. I'll let you know if it happens in the future, though." Hyunjin tried to smooth over your disappointed face.

This will definitely happen in the future and he will definitely not tell you who it is, you could tell.

Well, you were at least partially right. Sunday you came in and there was a delicate purple and white bouquet. Hyunjin said they were stock and hydrangea’s.

The week after that? A stronger pink that Hyunjin said were pink roses and pink camellias. He didn’t tell you what they meant, instead ordering some extra breakfast. You looked up what they meant later and got even more confused about who could be leaving them.

Nearly every Sunday after that you come in and see flowers waiting for you. Even when it gets colder and they become fake, or heavily dosed in whatever keeps grocery store flowers alive. That doesn't remove the sentiment!

Hyunjin, ever the darling friend, decides not to tell you what the flowers are or what they mean. He claims it's because he 'doesn't know' but you smell bullshit. Eventually notes are often included explaining what the flowers are included and what they mean. Curiously, for some of them a note is not included and for those Hyunjin refuses to tell you what they even are no matter how much you needle him.

And so, life goes on. You work all your regular hours and half of it is spent wishing you could go home. Then, most Sundays you get a reminder in the form of a bouquet that gets you through at least a couple of days. In that time you continue to hang out with Hyunjin quite often and develop a massive crush on him. Come on, who wouldn't? He's the whole package and it's just not fair.

Hyunjin was having plenty of problems of his own. He had been leaving all sorts of flowers but he was supposed to confess eventually, wasn't he? Another Friday and he was selecting flowers for you.

"What are taking so many flowers for dearie? And why would you be paying for them?" Mrs. Kim seemed to appear from nowhere. She also called him dearie like most grandmas ever.

"Uh…" Hyunjin sputtered, unsure if he should he tell her what he's doing "I've been giving someone flowers every week and I'd feel bad if I didn't pay for them."

"Dear boy, you work here you don't have to pay anything. Especially if you're giving them to a special someone. Just tell me if they say yes." She winked and headed to the back room.

"But-" Hyunjin tried to protest but she didn't even look back at him.

Well shoot. Now he has to at least try to confess or else he’ll have to deal with that disappointment, grandma’s being disappointed is the worst. For now he has to finish this bouquet because he just wants to take a nap now.

You trudge towards the bakery disgruntled about your kindness to cover an earlier shift. You open the door and it’s silent, you once again mentally curse anyone you can think of for not fixing the doorbell. As you look up you notice Hyunjin standing at the counter, facing away from you. You can see a bouquet poking out from behind him

“Hyunjin?” You question

He spins around, alarmed and as you come closer his face gets redder and redder until he looks like a tomato.

“What is this?”

With his few, not panicking, brain cells he gives you a deadpan glare.

“Ok, ok, it’s a bouquet but did you bring it here?”

His deadpan glare doesn’t go away. “No, I’m just here to look at it.”

You roll your eyes “Ok, but why? And no I’m not asking why you came to look at it dumbo.”

He sighs and lowers his eyes, the blush that had been fading immediately comes back as bright red as before.

“You seriously haven’t noticed then.”

“What? I haven’t noticed what?”

“Alright, excuse me while I pour my heart out then. And if you interrupt I will cut you.” He jabs his finger at you

“Violent” you mumble, crossing your arms

“We’ve spent a lot of time together throughout these cold months and you’ve always been a warm presence. Oh god, I don’t even know what that means. What I mean is from the very start of our friendship you’ve always been there and I appreciate that friendship. But I really like you and I’d really like if we could be more than friends.”

“That was pouring your heart out? Weak, Jin, Weak” you shake your head in mock disappointment.

“I just confessed to you and that’s what you have to say! Ugh, you’re impossible.”

“Well that’s too bad. I wanted to go out on cute dates n stuff but if you’re not interested…” your voice takes on a fake sorrowful to tease Hyunjin.

Hyunjin hasn’t moved an inch and instead his eyes follow every small movement you make.

“Are you- Really? You like me?” He jabs a finger at his face.

You look at him, like really look, like he’s probably getting uncomfortable now look. The way the sunlight comes in at just the right angle to give him some unfair natural highlight. His lips are just slightly parted and yeah, you do want to kiss him right now. So, you walk up to him but stop just before him.

You look at him once more then close your eyes, “kiss me, you gorgeous i-”

He kisses you. No fireworks, no electricity, but it feels good and right. There’ll be plenty fireworks and electricity chances later, you’re sure, it’s Hyunjin after all.

Bonus:

“So what flowers do we have today Flower Expert?”

Hyunjin snorts, “delicate beauty and affection.”

You pout at him, “I am not delicate!”

“Of course not baby.” He pecks your nose.

You blush at the nickname and soft show of affection.

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