~~~MINSUNG Oneshotssss~~~

Inked in Bloom

"Ahhh, right," Jisung nodded. "Chan and Seungmin's friend, right?"

"That's the one," Felix smiled.

After their little break, the boys returned to making bouquets. Jisung finished wrapping the bride's bouquet with pale pink paper and secured it with a white ribbon. Felix worked on the bridesmaid bouquets, mixing white baby's breath with pale pink carnations to create a simple yet beautiful bouquet.

As the sun began to dip into the afternoon sky, Jisung and Felix loaded their delivery truck with the bouquets. They carefully placed the flowers into cooler boxes to keep them fresh and stacked them into the truck, making sure to secure them tightly. "There we go," Jisung said, shutting the trunk.

Felix hopped into the passenger seat of the car while Jisung checked one last time. Right when he was hopping into the driver's seat, the door of the tattoo parlour burst open. "Minho, hurry up! Lunch is waiting," came a loud voice that Jisung immediately recognised as Changbin. "Coming," replied a voice Jisung hadn't heard before.

Changbin exited the parlour and was followed by a taller male. His dark hair was styled perfectly; every curl was placed on his head with expert precision. His right arm was covered in tattoos, dark, intricate patterns that covered the whole arm. His simple black shirt contrasted with his tattoos, highlighting his broad shoulders and lean muscles. Silver earrings hung from his ears, shining as they caught the sunlight. Jisung found himself staring. He was unfairly, devastatingly attractive, not in a polished, delicate way, but in a quiet, sharp, and edgy way.

Minho must've noticed someone staring because he turned to glance in Jisung's direction. Embarrassed, Jisung quickly looked away. He quickly sat in the car, his face red. From the corner of his eye, he saw Minho tilt his head in confusion before running to catch up to Changbin. As Changbin made his way to his car, he passed Jisung and Felix, the latter waved at him with a bright smile. Changbin waved back with a soft smile. Minho, who was not far behind, followed Changbin's gaze. His piercing gaze locked into Jisung's.

Jisung froze, unable to tear his eyes away from Minho. "Jisung?" Felix said, snapping him back to reality. "Are we ready to—Jisung!! Your face is all red!! Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh, I, uh..."

Felix followed Jisung's gaze to where Minho had been standing not long ago. Felix smirked. "Ahhh, that's what this is?" he teased. "Got a little crush, I see?"

"What–no–I, uh, I don't have a crush!!" Jisung stammered.

"Then why's your face red?"

"It's–uh, hot outside," Jisung lied sheepishly.

"Yeah, sure."

Jisung blushed deeper. "Let's just go," he sighed, starting the engine.

They drove to the wedding venue to deliver the bouquets. Jisung smiled as he passed the floral decor sitting beautifully in their pots and hanging from the walls. He loved to see his works displayed and it gave him a touch of pride to his much-loved career.

Jisung delivered the flowers to the bride, wishing her luck on her big day. After that, Jisung returned to help Felix with the last of the bouquets. He could help but remember the bride's smile when she saw the bouquet. Her face lit up with joy as Jisung handed her the flowers. She thanked Jisung profusely for his hard work. It was times like this that made his job more meaningful; bringing joy to others through his creations was by far the best part.

Once all the bouquets were handed out and the decor was finalized, Jisung and Felix said goodbye to the wedding planner, who also thanked them. They were still smiling while driving back to the boutique.