flower dictionary / scomiche

valentine's day

Mushy and fluffy and domestic. Hope you like it!

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"But it's Valentine's Day!" Scott insists again as if I don't know the meaning of such date. He pouts and I chuckle, though it's not exactly a happy sound.

"Yes, baby, I know and I'm so sorry, but it's the busiest day for the shop."

His pout increases and I lean to give him a peck before walking past him and towards the counter.

It's been almost eight months since Scott and I started dating. He still comes every morning to my shop in order to get an arrangement for him. Well, except when he's busy with work related stuff, but then I usually drop by his studio early in the morning and leave him a bouquet. I told him several times that I can do it every morning if he wishes, but he says he likes visiting. I can't say I'm unhappy about it.

He is thoughtful and kind in every manner and I love him very much. Every morning starts with a smile, a coffee tasting kiss and a beautiful look on my favorite pair of blue eyes. He brings breakfast and we eat on the table in the back of the shop - which provides enough privacy for me to find my way to his lap and I steal more sweet kisses before starting my day.

Scott enjoys taking me to dates and they're never conventional. Not that it bothers me. Going out with him is exciting and surprising in ways that few things are. Whenever I find myself being shocked by something he plans I think I'm foolish. I should be used to the surprises but I'm amazed every time. Another proof that this boy is beyond amazing and I'm lucky that he feels for me the way I feel for him.

It's our first Valentine's Day together. One look at his disappointed puppy face and I know he's been planning something extraordinary. I feel sad and my face falls a bit, too. I wasn't lying, though. As you can imagine, a lot of people purchase flowers for Valentine's Day and it's the busiest day of the whole year, along with Mother's Day. As much as I want to spend the whole day cuddling with Scott, I need to think about my business - and my business requires full attention during Valentine's Day.

"We can see each other later? I think I'll be done by seven or so." I suggest. It's the best that I can do due the circumstances. I turn to him after gathering my water spray and he's still pouting.

"I had an idea," He says then, brow furrowed and a serious expression on his face.

"Yeah?"

"I can become your sugar daddy so you don't need to work anymore!" Scott says and wears a playful smirk on his face and I know he's joking but that doesn't stop me from shooting him a glare. He lets out a full laugh and I have to turn away from him so he doesn't see me trying to refrain my lips to turn up. "Okay! Okay! Maybe this isn't the best idea, but I have another one."

"Of course you do," I reply, rolling my eyes but smiling as I carefully take a flower on my hand and spray it with water.

"I can help you. I already told Naomi I wouldn't work on Valentine's Day so I can come here and we can still spend the day together."

I turn around fully now and Scott has an unsure sparkle on his eyes and a shy smile dancing on the line of his thin lips. I look for some hint of displeasure, something to prove that he's only saying that because he expects that's what I want to hear, but I find nothing. He wants to spend Valentine's Day working if it's with me. I'm pretty sure my mouth is hanging open.

"Baby, that's so sweet, but it's your day off," I say softly and I can't help but to abandon what I'm doing to wrap my arms around his waist.

"Exactly. It's my day off and I want to spend it with you." There's no hesitance in his voice or in his embrace and I frown a little bit. He's too nice and he's wrapped around my very finger. I don't want to take advantage of that.