![]() He still wears those worn converse shoes though. His hair is now a different shade, dyed to the essence of black. It felt as if it was just yesterday when you first saw his soul that radiated curiosity, but in fact, it has been far from yesterday. So that’s what it means when people say not to judge a book by its cover… He seemed like a plant person, one who knew what he was doing. Yet, seeing Jeongin showing up almost weekly, you might have to reconsider the category of low maintenance. It only took five minutes before Jeongin walked up to you only to ask for a plant that required the most low maintenance care of them all. He walked in, eyes roaming each life of the different potted plants, reading the attached papers listing their required cares. In his hand was a half empty, or full, cup of matcha milk tea and what looked to be a double serving of boba. He wore a pair of red worn-down converse and denim overalls that matched his sapphire blue hair. You recall a few months ago when Jeongin first stepped foot into your shop. So like previous encounters, it is just the label of ‘another day Jeongin comes in to have his succulent saved from the brink of death’. What is today? The twentieth day? The fiftieth day? You had lost count long ago. Beans is suffering,” You click your tongue, lips then curling upwards which mirrors Jeongin’s. “I sit in the corner, and I don’t need companionship. “And it doesn’t even need your companionship, it can just sit in the corner.” It’s a plentiful soak of water that you consider drowning it at this point. “The fact that it can outlive you.” You tend to the succulent, lending it vitamins and water. “And where’s the fun in that?” Jeongin tilts his head with a pout, his question already giving a decline in the idea of fake plants. “Have you considered just buying a fake plant?” If only plants could nod, Jeongin’s succulent, Mr. ![]() The scene unfolding before you is all too familiar to not possibly muse at. You let out a breathy laugh, taking the poor succulent in your hands as it practically screams for help. ![]() ![]() As if he is not concerned but instead proud of his nearing commitment of murder. In fact, a string of happiness threads his facial features, as if he is receiving a well kept plant and not giving a dying one. Though the plant looks like it has undergone some abandonment, appearing nothing but disheveled, Jeongin, however, seems unaffected. The edges of its leaves lie wrinkly and brown. Beans,” The dark haired male pleads, sliding over a potted succulent towards you. And if you were ever to be given a paper to list your regrets, working at the floral shop would be one of the last things you would ever write down. If the world is a painting, your passion certainly makes it vibrant. If a garden is where one’s heart can grow with each blossom, then it explains why your feet enjoy the wandering here. Synopsis | What better way to see you than by showing off his lack of a green thumb each week. Tags/Warnings | Plant shop au, Fluff, Humor?, Minor profanity, Food, Mentions of death because Jeongin is not skilled in keeping plants alive (can’t blame him can we) ![]()
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