sweet like honey.

WELCOME TO OJIRO ARAN’S GREENHOUSE !

the last thing you’d expect to find in a glass dome that’s breathing life into each other is a large, bulky man tending to a tiny little flower by the fountain in the middle of it all. he didn’t register your presence at all. in fact, someone else does.

they’re clad in a plain white shirt and plaid pants buckled by a dark brown leather belt. black locks are messily strewn all over the place, round glasses sitting atop of their nose as a white mask shields the bottom half of their face. their gaze is intense and you can’t help but feel slightly unnerved.

“hiya there.” however the second you hear their voice, it calms you down a little bit. “i’m sol, i keep things running around here while the big guy tends to the flora. how can i help you?”

“i just wanted to take a look before picking a bouquet,” you answer with a small smile.

“oh, well, say less. i’ll take you on a guided tour. but before that, i’ve gotta conduct some mandatory checks.”

“I usually try something new every time. But I have a fondness for Ube milk tea. Also mango is usually a pretty high scorer for me,” I say, adjusting my top. “What about you, Aran? What flavor tickles your taste buds,” I ask, smiling at him, as I play with my hair.

his left hand is on your thigh as he begins the journey to the boba store. he listens to you talk, squeezing your thigh gently when you mention mangoes.

"mmh, a shower definitely," he echoes after you, lips brushing against yours. his hands have automatically found their place on your ribs when you surprised him, but it's a welcome one that has his heart fluttering. aran then returns you back to your seat but not before placing a gentle peck on your lips while he buckles you in carefully.

I chuckle at the idea, but decide to play along, “If you could just fix the A/C in the lab room you’d save my life. I can’t handle the heat when I’ve got on full PPE.”

We did that as a dessert for a huge barbecue we made, and it was indeed needed after having eaten so much meat- I'm happy and honored that it made you think about your childhood and your mom 🥺

I mean, I never ate glass before 🤔 I wonder how it taste... Does it even have a specific taste? ... I'm adding it to the dumb-thing-to-do-before-dying list.

it's like super super crunchy. like crushed ice!

I love you.

aw, no need to be shy, pretty thing. i don’t bite . . unless ya want me to. salty things, huh? i prefer sweet, but i think that’ll keep things interesting between us. ‘s nice to meet ya, miya. finally there’s a miya that i actually like.

hi miya! like what aran said, don’t be shy. all i do is yell, cry over the twins, and plot to burn the capitalist system while running on like 4 hours of sleep and a shitwagon load of coffee. totally harmless!

I laugh at his comment, “Yeah.... if it gets any hotter during the summer I might have to find a way to do my classes from home. The A/C at my school is a total joke.”

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You better be resting. Sol if you’re on here and you’re tired/not 100% okay... I’m going to kill you.

aran turns his head slightly to look at you only to be greeted with the harsh rays of the blinding sun. he groans softly and pulls down the sun visor so it’ll block it from him. now, he’s able to fully turn to you.

“school goin’ that bad for ya, huh?” he chuckles. “maybe i’ll have ta fix the air conditionin’ myself for ya.”