More than a week has passed and all Jin has done is stay in his room, eat, sleep, bathe and nothing else. Jin is worried about the lack of orders he receives from the owner of the house, he is the only one who is treated like this. The servants treat him very well, Jin has no complaints, however, he considers that the situation is too abnormal. Jin is not used to being treated well just because... Yes? there must be some kind of trap. On the other hand, he has had enough time to recover and feel better, let Eunji get completely better and perhaps continue on his way to wherever it is they may go.
Daring to go and talk to Taehyung scares him, Jin has the feeling that something bad might happen; that he is going to demand him to do things for having taken care of him, for having allowed him to stay in his house. Jin has thought about escaping, he can leave the room and go to the stable to take his horse; go wherever he wants, far away from here to avoid being found; as if he didn't have enough people looking for him already. Out of respect and that maybe he's being too paranoid, he decides to talk to Taehyung directly and tell him he's leaving.
Jin spruced up a bit, just enough to be presentable and heads to where he knows the master of the house is. Jin knocks on the door and soon receives an indication that he can come in. Jin stalls for a moment before speaking, Taehyung has a bright look on his face almost excited that he has come.
"Good morning, my lord." greets Jin.
"Good morning!" exclaims Taehyung rising. "I see you are feeling better already. I guess you came here to talk about it." he speaks hurriedly and tongue-tied, as if he was very excited.
"Yes, yes I do feel better, my lord." replies Jin tersely, Taehyung has trouble understanding what he is saying. Jin continues to speak in a very low tone of voice.
"Good! I'm glad to hear that. I was worried that you would be sick or it would take longer for you to recover. No one likes to be sick," Taehyung comments eloquently and laughingly. "On the other hand, and being that you are already healthy I need to ask you for a favor and in return you can stay here as long as you wish."
Jin looks at him with suspicion and some panic while he shakes his head.
"I'm very sorry, but I have to be on my way. I'm sorry to have inconvenienced you or caused expenses of any kind." Jin keeps rubbing his hands together under the long sleeves of his hanbok. Taehyung tilts his head to one side with a confused gesture.
"Go? Do you have anywhere to go?"
"No... Bu-but-"
"Listen to me first and after that consider whether to stay or not" Taehyung proposes. Jin continues in rubbing his hands together with an anguished expression on his face. "I need you to do something for me. It's very important and it's going to be simple. Like I told you before: if you do it I'm going to let you stay here with everything you need."
Taehyung doesn't know what's going on in his head that has him this upset, he looks close to tears. Taehyung makes Jin walk to the back of the house where the entrance to one of the larger gardens is, it has bright green grass and the occasional dog running around, playing. Seok is in charge of shooing them away and that they don't come through here they must. They are the smaller ones that have grown up a bit and he doesn't recognize them well anymore.
Jin doesn't understand what this garden has to do with whatever Taehyung might ask. He thought it would be something else, he hoped it would be taken by his room and if it had been, he would have punched him in the face to run away.
"I need you to make flowers, lots of flowers. You see, even though I have an earth dragon, I can't make them grow. Only fruit trees come out, some bushes with berries and vegetables, but no flowers have ever come out" The nobleman explains and the kisaeng looks much more confused. "You are a flowering dragon, so you must be able to make flowers no."
"Yes, of course, uh..."
Jin brings out his dragoness, to which he looks around and practically jumps in the direction of the grass to writhe on it; she hadn't seen it for a long time. Jin smiles tenderly. The moment she does that, it is possible to see how some sprouts start to come out of the ground, a bright color at the tip and stems that start to come out more and more and more. Taehyung didn't expect the big thing, he didn't think Jin could do it. Whenever they mentioned it to him they said it would be small things, because at the end of the day flowers are delicate and can't grow in so many groups.
Who make them grow, they are just as thin and therefore can not be forced so much. Here, however, the opposite is happening: lots and lots of buds suddenly start to bloom, with the dragon passing in between, jumping like a dolphin in the water, burrowing into the grass and coming out a while later. Taehyung drops his jaw freely in surprise, a gentle breeze begins to blow and causes the more fragile petals to detach, makes them fly through the air. Eunji gets bigger, larger and longer, Seok gives a whine and scrapes the ground with his claws, he picks up dirt and grass.
In an instant and without even expecting it, he has a whole garden full of pink flowers. Bright, soft, softly scented. Taehyung babbles before smiling broadly and carelessly walking down into the garden to lie down on the flowers.
"YES!" exclaims Taehyung raises his arms in triumph and gives a long laugh, some workers come over to see what's going on. Most of them laugh and applaud, considering that finally the little lord's dream was fulfilled. Jin doesn't understand what's going on here, only that he's done what he asked for, so he should be fine, right? I never imagined what someone would be so happy just for some flowers.
Eunji rejects the approach of the earth dragon by backing away slowly to avoid any sudden movement or what is considered threatening. Seok tried to approach with two soft flaps of his tail and touches to the ground with his forelegs accompanied by light grunts. The pink dragoness retreats even further until she runs in the direction of the Jin, hugging him.
Taehyung sits up and Jin notices a huge dirt stain his face not to mention that now her clothes are dirty whether it's from having petals pieces of grass or dirt on them.
"Can you always make so many flowers or was it just a fluke?"
"This many? This is barely a quarter of what I've ever made, my lord." Jin replies to Taehyung. For Jin this is a small part, he has been making flowers all his life, his range has grown quite a bit, however, he merely filled the space he assumed he wanted it to fill. Taehyung approaches Jin, he looks less graceful than he possessed just a few minutes ago.
"That's great!" Taehyung takes him by the hands. Jin's lips tremble. "You don't have to keep running away. You can stay here. I'll employ you to maintain the flowers. A florist if you want to call it that." explains the Lord. Jin looks around Should he take this seriously? It seems like a joke. Something too good to be true.
"I... I don't know..."
"You're going to stay in the same room, you'll have the clothes you want. I can have them made in town. It will be in the colors you like best."
"For... For flowers?" stammers Jin, letting go of his disbelief.
"Yes! They're not just anything! They're flowers!"
Jin lets out a slight snort. What a strange guy.
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"There are people with flowering dragons everywhere. I don't understand what all the fuss is about."
"Because it's pink and there's one in a million of those."
Jin finishes singing and the men in the room applaud. He smiles a flirtatious, rueful smile before getting up to retire. The gatherings of nobles now set by him. They call him a lot. Always him. Lately there seems to be no other kisaeng available for whoever arranges this.
"Jin" He stops by someone's calling. "Please stay with us. We would love to have you join us."
"It would be my pleasure, my lord Hosung." Jin bows before sitting a step behind him. He places his hand on the floor and the wood shifts. It twists upward slightly to create a pink flowering tree. It helps to make the atmosphere more peaceful and harmonious.
Jin did nothing all that time and when he finished, he received a kiss on his knuckles that caused him to blush. She smiles apologetically, her pink hair combed in eonjun meori and perfect makeup giving her an ethereal air.
"You're barely seventeen aren't you?"
"Yes. I turned two weeks ago, my lord."
"In spite of that you look so mature, so elegant," Hosung sighs charmingly. "You're a flower in midsummer, Seok-Jin."
Jin continues embarrassed. Too much praise, but it makes him feel good. It makes him very happy. After all, Hosung is his gibu. If he believes in his person, it is because it will help him to be a good kisaeng.
Being the emperor's brother, maybe he will get him there.