⇹flower shop

@Aaron Liebregtsᵇᵉᵗᵃ () wheezes you are all good

"I'll remind you but even so, its not that important." He added as he led the customer around his shop on a little tour to display all the flowers he had on hand. He raises a brow and stops in his tracks, "Oh a black flower doesn't exist but there are some flowers that look kind of black though, plus there is some flowers we can dye to be black."

@Lee Taeminᵃˡᵖʰᵃ ()yooooo I'm SORRRRYYYY OTL

"Taemin.... ok I'll definitely not forget than."

**He replied just as he began to follow the other to the other side of his shop and he was glancing around at all the other flowers and how sweet scented it smelled in here and fresh and earthy at the same time It was nice.**

"Not really I just wanted to see what you had... Technically my favorite color is our purple black and blue but it's hard to find flowers in those type of colors... Because there is no such thing as a black flower that I know of but I'm not sure."

@Eric Sohnᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ » ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: house - ben folds

This isn’t the first time that Yeonjun’s wandered past the shop. Far from it, in fact. Despite the otherwise plain and unassuming exterior, Yeonjun’s made it a point to stroll past the supposed flower shop once a week at minimum for the last few weeks, if not months. It was a personal choice he’d made then, to remind himself of its existence and the threat it posed if he should just step through the doors.

It was a personal choice, a reminder to himself, that he holds the power now.

It’s still a personal choice, now, as he pushes open the door, resisting the urge to drag his hand over the back of his neck. It’s a nervous habit, telling, and Yeonjun isn’t nervous.

Truth be told, this is the most confident he’s felt in a long time.

Yeonjun presses further into the shop, careful not to touch anything even as his eyes dart over the greenery and it’s silent violence, hands pressed into the pockets of a worn jacket and shoulders slumped. He’s hardly recognizable like this, dressed down like anyone else, far from the visage of the confident and cocky persona he’s crafted on camera. But maybe it’s better this way. He needs to be taken seriously. He needs the young owner to take him seriously.

Yeonjun, model and recently nominated for the TC Chandler’s Most Beautiful Faced list? He’d never be caught dead in a shop like this, no matter how sharp his smile or cutting his words.

But Choi Yeonjun, a broken boy from a broken home, has no such reservations.

As his eyes set upon the counter in the bac, Yeonjun pushed forward, less mindful now of the plants and what he touches as he brushes by. He’ll be sure to wash his clothing when he’s back home, just in case, but he is on a time constraint. It’s only a matter of time until his manager asks where he's wandered off to.

“Excuse me.”

@Monster Wooᵃˡᵖʰᵃ 　　⤿ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: i got all i need - vinida weng

　　Sharp-lined eyes flick over the alpha. Eric does not miss the way the stranger's tongue ghosts between his lips, his eyes following the path of the omega's clothes. The florist arches an eyebrow, swallows a sharp remark, and instead remarks,

"You are not the kind of customer I usually service."

And the stranger isn't. He's not the kind of man Eric would usually be found selling his precious flowers to. He seems like a dangerous alpha, and while appearances aren't always the thing one should judge from, there's something... amiss.

He glances down at the cash on the counter, his fine brows snapping together, and looks up at the alpha, entirely unimpressed. He has a very specific clientele that he sells that kind of flower to, and bruisers aren't among them.

(Eric refuses to find himself supplying gangs or other good-for-naughts.)

"I'm sorry. You must have the wrong shop."

@Eric Sohnᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ “Eric, right sorry.” Youngwoo grins slipping the paper back in his hand. His eyes move from the others to take in the clothing he clears his throat his lips ever so slightly. Meeting the man’s eyes once more.

He can tell the latter is standoffish towards him. Was it based off his look or subgender. He didn’t know nor did he really care at this point. He wanted to be in and out. There were people to deal with and the sooner the better.

“Simply put I heard you have flowers that can make someone disappear. I would like to purchase a bundle. Maybe two. Can’t be too sure with these things.”

He pulls his wallet out pulling a small wad of cash out and tosses it at the table in front of the other. “That should cover it.”

//I’m really sorry this is so late, I lost musw for my characters for a little bit but it feels like it’s back :)

@Monster Wooᵃˡᵖʰᵃ 　　⤿ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: don't look down - jai wolf, banks
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　　. . . eric hears the twinkling of the bells over the door before he hears the voice ring out over the rows and rows of tables covered in flower pots and sprawling vines, a greenery unrivaled by any other in the city, if he does say so himself. All of his plant babies have been raised with the utmost love and care.

"Just say Eric, it's easier for both of us."

Black and purple plaid swishes over tan thighs as Eric emerges from among the vines and blossoms, arms folded over his chest. His cutoff shirt is short enough to show a sliver of skin over the top of the skirt, his hip cocked out as he stares at the tattooed, broad alpha that stands in his shop.

It's not a sight he sees often. Alphas don't usually come here, and when they do, they aren't alphas like this one.

His eyes narrow, suspicious of the man's intentions. A converse-clad foot taps on the floor. "Special flowers, you say. What kind of flowers are we looking for?"

@Eric Sohnᵒᵐᵉᵍᵃ This was not his place. Not at all. Flower shops were out of his area of expertise. But he heard a little thing about a worker here. One he hoped could help him. The bell rings is signaling his entrance. He looks around standing out of place but he didn’t care. He lost caring what people thought many many years ago. “Excuse me I’m looking for a soch? Sohe..?” He looks at the name scribbled on a piece of paper and frowned. What the did this say. “Look I’m looking for someone who specializes in flowers. Special kind of flowers I should say.”

@Park Yuri "nice to meet you Yuri," Jeff went back to his cool and calm expression after a moment "He as quite a character of his own, wouldn't believe he is four actually and he is smart too. I think he has his own way in describing things too" Jeff added praising the child as well as Yuri. "You are fine, you were busy with the bag and other things too besides it was my fault being in the way and not paying attention to people passing by"

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ Yuri bows slightly showing his respect. "Its nice to meet you, Im Yuri and you've met Binnie. Weve also recently moved here, looking for a fresh start you know? just finding our way around here and there. Binnies been a big trooper, i thought hed have trouble making friends but he seems to be a natural at it.. he has that type of personality i guess. but again I'm sorry i wasn't paying enough attention earlier and he almost rolled you over."

@Park Yuri Jeff smiled softly to the boy nodding at his words, his expression relaxed a bit. "Nice to meet you Subin, you are already four? You are already a big boy" Jeff shrugged his shoulders at the following question not sure how to explain it. "I think they are beautiful just like you" He gently patted Subin's head before standing up again looking at the father this time. "My name is Jeff, I moved here recently"

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ Seeing the man he was helping come closer Subin bounced on his toes beaming proudly. “Name is Subin. I’m-“ he looks away at his hand as he starts moving his fingers around til he holds up the correct amount and shoes the stranger 4 fingers. “You..you like fowers? They pretty”

@Park Yuri Awkward silence filled the air despite the light wind, the traffic and birds around, for Jeff it only felt like one of the worst moments in his life, moments he felt helpless and weak. "huh?!" he looked down at the small hand tugging on his own and followed where the little child gestured him to look. "That's beautiful" he didn't see the difference between the two, one must be red and other must be blue but to him both looked exactly the same and it bothered him so much yet he didn't wantwnt to be rude again and didn't want to hurt the clueless little child. "You are such a good boy... What is your name?" Jeff asked as he knelt down to the child's level again resting one knee on the ground.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ "o=oh..alight then im sorry" yuri dropped his head frowning, he felt like he upset stranger and that wasn't what he wanted in the slightest. Subin though who has trouble reading the room due to him being 4 tugged Jeffs hand and pointed at a small bundle of flowers, they a beautiful mixture of red blue flowers yuri thought they were gorgeous. "b-boo and and red..Bowf!" (both). Yuri steps away again feeling that maybe it was mainly his prescience that was upsetting the man- but he kept his eyes on his son. he could feel a scese of what was going on but he wouldn't make a comment or qact on it, it wasn't who yuri was.

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@Park Yuri Jeff's cheeks turned deep in color not being shy or embarrassed but he was getting angry and mad at the situation he was in at the moment. "It is alright" He blurted out quickly as he stood up avoiding the father's hand not really appreciating the help at the moment. "I think I got it..." He wanted to run away the moment but it would be rude, it would even more embarrassing so he stood there quietly for a moment. It was evident on his face though that Jeff wasn't feeling the best especially with the father's last question directed to him. "Umm... Not really it was just a moment of curiosity I guess..." He paused for a moment then smiled to Yuri and bowed his head "This was something out or ordinary but thank your for help" he said showing a professional smile on his lips.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ Yuri comes over deciding to help Jeff up, “I’m sorry about him he gets easily excitable. “Binnie baby, why don’t you slow down for uncle. Repeat yourself a few times Hm? Remember it can get loud outside with all your friends walking home. So it’s a little hard to hear. Now what’s this one?” Yuri points at the blue. “Boo! Pink!” He pointed right after to the same flowers of a different kind. “Good job baby.. are there specific colors you’re looking for?” Yuri turns to ask Jeff

@Park Yuri Jeff tried his best to follow what the little boy said, it wasn't easy but he still managed to guess as much as possible what the boy said. "blue?! Is this one blue?" He asked curious before looking at the child confused and even frowned as he couldn't even understand how pink and red could be put together as one color. "Slow down for uncle please" Jeff fell with his to the ground as his knees couldn't keep up with him being at the child's level for too long.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ Yuri knew nothing would happen. And if this a transfer teied anything weird he wouldn’t hesitate to show the man that no one will harm his baby. Ever. So he distracts himself looking at other flowers while his son helped the man whom Yuri assumes is colorblind.

“This Mm boo.. and and pink red!” He points at the next few happily bouncing as he does. He liked helping. His father always says helping makes your soul happy.

@Park Yuri Jeff watched curiously as Subin handed his father his cupcake and smiled as the little boy even dared to take his hand and guide him. Any child would definitely see how cold Jeff is and would avoid any kind of contact with him but here is a little boy holding his hand and helping him. "let me memorize, yellow, pink and... " Jeff himself was clueless about what colour this one was, he couldn't make any guess even if he tried because simple orange and yellow to him didn't look like the orange and the yellow Subin saw. "Orange... Th- thank you!" Feeling a little embarrassed Jeff timidly tugged on Subin's hand to step a bit far from Yuri to see the other flower pots.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ Yuri kept himself close but back at the same time. He knew his son was an oracle and everyone loved him. It made Yuri happy cause he raised hsubin right. All by himself he made the little toddler into someone people are already enjoying being around. “Yeah!” Subin hands his father his cupcake and takes Jeff’s hand pointing at each as he tried his hardest to sound out each color. “Yeyo.. pink..” this one always gave Subin a hardship at sounding out so Yuri helped whispering to encourage him. “O-ornange?” Subin peeks at Yuri who winked giving him a thumbs up. So proud of his so.

@Lee Seokmin (Dearie I won't resent you XD I completely understand it, and its never good to force replies UnU *shakes finger*
but yes its canon that he works with taemin)

@Lee Taeminᵃˡᵖʰᵃ ( er if I drop the thread will you resent me :o fggggg I think bc I have a thread with your jinki so that will be okay? I mean we can makes that seokmin work with taemin as canon then??)

@Lee Seokmin (Hey dear, just going through my thread tracker and just checking, do you wish to continue the thread between taemin and seokmin here or to change anything. I am good with anything you wish to do, and please know this isn't me poking, and you can take as long as you wish, just wanted to check in with you)

@Park Yuri Jeff nodded in response finding it amusing that the child is even telling him things that probably shouldn't be shared with a stranger but he smiled anyway "I do love colors so much so can you help me with these flowers?! Can you tell me which colour is each one of them?!" Jeff now had an arm wrapped around the child's petite frame and guided him to look at the flowers in the flower pots completely ignoring the presence of the father at the scene.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ “Yea! I I color all time.. but.. appa say ony on papah.. no walls” he whispered swaying side to side nodding his head. He’s gotten in trouble a few times from scribbling on the walls or himself even. But it wasn’t his fault. He likes colors, the pretty way they’re so magical on everything. “You..you like color too?”

@Park Yuri "yes a secret" Jeff grinned happily, he was amused how the little child didn't suspect him, even the father seemed to be understanding the situation even though they were complete strangers. "do you like colouring?! I saw many crayons in your bag" Jeff asked the child curiously while gesturing to the bag that the father was holding. If the child had enough knowledge of colours they would help Jeff so much without having to embarrass himself in front of a complete stranger.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ the man was right, there were people out there who would be scary and harsh even when children present. He stood to the side watching the two smiling gently seeing the man kneel and whisper something to his son. He didn’t worry about it being hurtful or harsh as he didn’t get a bad vibe from the man. Just someone who was wanting to help his son learn a lesson on how to watch out. But Yuri was also to blame as he should have been paying more attention to his child. Subin smiles retracting his hand nodding. “Okay. A secet..? Shh” he pushed a tiny stubby finger to his own lips giggling. He liked secrets and he liked helping

@Park Yuri Jeff noticed the expression on the child's face, children can never hide their true emotions not in situations they probably never experienced before and from what Jeff could see the child was more worried he made some terrible mistake than anything else. Jeff looked between the child and the father couple time now sure that he is really the father of the child as the two looked alike. "It is alright.. You know what you did and this is enough, next time you need to be careful... Some people out there might be scary" Jeff knelt down again to be at the child's lever looking all serious even though it wasn't his plan to scare the younger one. "This is your cupcake I can't eat sweets, but instead, maybe you can help me with something what do you say?" Jeff asked in a whisper as if wanting it to be a secret from the father as well.

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ Subin nods feeling bad and looked up at his father pouting as Yuri thankfully took the items from the man before bending down to collect the rest. “I sorwy..” he mumbled again biting his lips looking from Yuri to the stranger. He holds his cupcake out at the man as an apology. Yuri smiled warmly at his son and stands back up stroking his head. “Are you sure? He almost ran you over..” Subin tugs the man’s shirt and makes a sound at the cupcake and then him. “Ap..apolgy for you.. pease”

@Park Yuri Jeff was to focused on his own little experiment when something light hit his side. He flexed quickly to hold whatever came in his direction only to realise it was a little child and his father if it was the correct guess. Calmly and quietly Jeff stared at the two not even bothered by the notebooks air the pack of colours and toys that stumbled near his feet. He smiled in the child's direction but the smile might have looked more like a smirk as he nodded his head to the father. "it is alright" Jeff stated as he rested on hand on his knee while picking up some of the crayons in the other hand helping himself to stand up. "You should be careful where you walk and not trouble you father like that little one" Directing his words to the little boy first as he glanced at other man with a smile still looking cold "you don't have to worry about this"

@Jeff Saturᵇᵉᵗᵃ “That was so nice of Jeon to bring in cupcakes for his birthday, are you excited to eat it? Careful baby” Yuri held his sons backpack as the toddler waddled in front of him bouncing with each step. His cupcake on a napkin im his hands. The two were heading home After daycare like usual. It was a quick walk so nothing to much. The weather was nice and the air breezing. “Mhm! I can have before noms?” He asked glancing back at Yuri who of course had trouble saying no to that face. “I don’t kn- binnie watch out” Yuri quickly reaching forward stoping his son before he bumped into a man smelling flowers but the motion made him drop the backpack a few items from it tumbling out onto the strangers feet. “I’m so sorry about that, I’m sorry.” Yuri held his sons shoulder bending down to hurry and scoop up the items.