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He scratched at the two small words inked into his skin with a black marker he had found on the ground. Aurora Flowers. A polite young man worked there. According to TaeHyung’s grandmother. She frequented the shop often, loving the presence of flowers surrounding her. It was her absolute favorite shop.

He was on a run for his grandmother, picking up two dozens of tulips for her friend’s daughters who were visiting later that day. She had rushed him out of the house early before he got the chance to gulf down the rest of his creamed pancakes and orange juice just to get the flowers. It had actually made him kind of grumpy the way she chased him out so quickly, but he knew it was important if she was already that frantic at nine in the morning. She had stuffed a few bills into his hands before shutting the door on him. 

If he had to be honest, TaeHyung actually found it quite cute that his grandmother was so excited from a visit from her friend and her daughters. It had also been a while since TaeHyung was actually doing something normal, considering he hadn’t been back home for about a month now. Living life as a deity wasn’t easy, especially with all the things he had to hide now. 

When he finally arrived at the shop, he took a moment to observe the shop, noting escape routes- a habit of his from constantly causing trouble. He never really enjoyed the scent of flowers since all the ones he ever encountered always burned his nostrils. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling at all, so the thought of being surrounded by an entire place filled with flowers, not to mention in a closed space, didn’t fair with him very well.

As soon as TaeHyung pushed open the door, utter regret filled him for choosing to visit his granmother that day- with the exception of the hearty breakfast. The stench of flowers literally killed his sense of smell as he tried to breathe. Opening his mouth as different mean to get a breath of fresh air, he began choking upon inhaling the tainted air. He really hated flowers.

His coughs continued to bounce throughout the shop as he glared at the flowers distastefully until his eyes met with a pair of cold ones. Cold, but familiar at the same time. TaeHyung immediately questioned the man’s familiarity as he aimlessly walked around the shop, the bothersome flowers forgotten. Before he realized, while stealing glances at the man through the bunches of flowers, he was standing in front of the man at the counter.

A floral shop. Certainly not a place Yoongi expected to find himself anytime soon. He had never stepped foot into one before, and why would he need to? It’s not like he went to school and had to buy a girl flowers for prom or anything. As he checked the time on his phone, he took the glasses off his face and slid them into his pocket. Nothing was confirmed about this place yet, but his indicator had mentioned rumors about the shop that seemed suspicious. As much as he wished he could go by the guilty until proven innocent rule, the boy had to approach calmly so he could assess the situation properly.

As he pushed the door open, a jingle of a bell overhead alerted whatever being was residing in the store. His eyes glanced left and right at the aisles of flowers and other plants, and he stepped closer to one flower to inspect it more closely. With his eyes narrowed, he reached up to feel the petal and pluck it off its body. Nothing seemed too unordinary, except the flowers all being in excellent condition.

Just a few days ago, they were laughing together and she was smiling a lot because of him. But now, she's avoiding him. The crowd felt like it was moving in slow motion and she can see him right there. Walking towards her. 

No. Don't. Stay away from me. 

She shouldn't have seen that. She shouldn't have smiled when he smiled. She shouldn't have met him. It hurt.. it hurt so much. How much she wishes she didn't end up liking him. But she did. 

And so the story goes back to that fateful day. 

Bora paced back and forth in anger, too busy trying to call the flower shop that was supposedly to deliver the flowers about thirty minutes ago. This part of the wedding is always crucial, the setting up. "Still cannot be reach!?" She groans and stomps her foot to the ground. The Hera in her coming out. Calm down. Calm down. Repeating those words don't exactly help calm her down, but instead takes her mind off of things. "If the flower doesn't come anytime soon, we're screwed! Consider yourselves fired then!" It was then when they arrived, Bora sighed a breath of relief then. 

Massaging her temples and pacing around aimlessly. She's too exhausted already and she doesn't even notice anything else, bumping to the unknown and a scream of her assistant fills her ears. Shutting her eyes closed, there was her heart suddenly racing against her chest. Someone was holding her and it felt like something soft was pressed against her lips. She was scared to open her eyes at first. But she can't stay feeling a certain weight over hers and a few little pain here and there on her body from the sudden fall. Opening her eyes, she can only blink in surprise. 

 Her first kiss... was taken by a total stranger. And the total stranger.. little did she know, would be the one to make her feel all sorts of things that she has never ever felt before.