𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙈 ➻𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙂𝙮𝙪

Watch him bloom like the flowers on his head

'Maybe it's Soobin!'

'Or not...'

'Yeonjun? well, he understands Taehyun so much!'

'Kai is not an option because they don't look gay...'  Beomgyu groaned, getting up from the chair that he had been glued for about half an hour, and what made him get up was his grandma.

"Oh, yes! Orchids would do!!" She exclaimed, handing a bunch of flowers to the customer who paid for the flowers before taking them, Beomgyu saw his grandma sighing, he guessed that she was tired of running the shop for hours and decided to help,

"I'll put those flowers into water, Halmeoni." He says, picking up the bucket of fresh fowers and starting to arrange them, Haeyu sat down, watching his grandson from a distance but got caught staring,

"Am I that handsome?" Beomgyu asks with a cheeky grin, sprinkilng some water onto his grandma, making her giggle, 

"I was watching you from a distance and realized how brainless you are,"

"Brainless? Me?" Beomgyu asked, offended much but Haeyu successfully dodged the question and welcomed  the customer who arrived at the shop. It literally was so peaceful in the flower shop and thats why Beomgyu could spend all his day in there, the shop had a view of the small sidewalks, a childrens park and children who played there would visit Haeyu in afternoons, their neighbours was a sweet-shop, that had the most wonderful lady who was generous enough to giveaway free candies to Beomgyu when he was exhausted from college. The wind chime that's hung on the door made a small sound everytime someone walked in, the breeze that came in everytime the door was opened and closed, the bees that'd invade the shop for flowers, and Taehyun who would visi--

Yeah, there's a lot of stuff that Beomgyu loved about here.

"This is done," He informed Haeyu and settled the bucket to a side, and took a glance at the beautiful flowers that was put out from the boquets just because they were limp, but the flowers were so pretty that he wanted to make some use out of it. But the boy didn't get to stare at it for too long as a certain someone's voice crossed his mind, 

"You promise me you'd make me one of those flower crowns!"

The boy remembered what Taehyun told him numerous times, he gave it another thought and scratched his nape,

'I should make up to him for being rude...' With that fucking finally thought, he grabbed scissors and tools, and made himself comfortable on the chair behind the table, he knew that he could make a beautiful crown for Taehyun out of the flowers that sat in front of him, sunflowers, daisies, Marigolds, snowdrops and those small tiny ones that would look adorable on it, and different types of beautiful small leaves.

So his hands worked busily for about an hour or so, twisting and pinning the flowers, trimming, unpinning and whatnot, somehow, by the time he finished, it was about three o'clock in the evening, and the Crimson-haired is now fighting his biggest urge to text Taehyun and tell him to meet him asap, and well, that is exactly what he did.

***

Yet another time where Beomgyu chose tranquility and peace over a fancy restaurant, he was sitting where he would always sit in the garden that he had met Taehyun before in, shuffling his legs impatiently, waiting for Taehyun.

"Hyung?"

Finally.

"Bell... sprout! Sit down," Beomgyu was talking as if he was a robot made in the 19s but then Taehyun didn't mind, he is just glad that Beomgyu even had the slightest idea of meeting him, And once again, the older boy scans Taehyun from head to toe, tousled hair, big eyes, a small smile on his lips that took the shade of pink, just like his tshirt that said Felix the cat! which Beomgyu could die over, over and over again.