From the site, "Cute OTP things"

"I don't even like this store, I only buy things here, because you work here" A/U.

Why was he here in the first place?

Lori had this thing for Roses. She was dead set on planting them in Satomi's gardens. No-one else in the pack could be bothered to carry the soil and the Plant pots. So Brett grudgingly came along to the Garden Centre. He looked around at all the happy couples of Beacon hills getting New paint for their Bathrooms, and getting Santa Christmas cushions, Trees and candles. It pissed Brett off, this year his pack was never going to be that happy.

It wasn't like he'd actually had a Girl or Guy or Super-natural to spend Christmas with anyway.

"Blue Red and Yellow Roses Brett! Happy colours for a positive new year am I right?" Lori asked excitedly.

"I Guess..."

"You know that Chloe Gemmell sent you a personal invite to her Fashion food Christmas party right? You haven't even spoken to her and you get all the best invites!" She huffed. She began asking Brett if he could talk to Chloe, to try and get her an invite. But Brett's eyes wandered and he got distracted by a retail hottie that was on a ladder.

He couldn't see the Guy's face, but he could tell that the Guy worked out. Just by the toned shape of his arms, and the surprising firmness of his ass as he reached on the ladder.

"I'm gonna look for more flowers for you okay?" Brett asked, walking away.

"Brett are you even listening to me about Chloe"

"Yeah...I'll ask her out whenever..." Brett said walking away.

Carefully he snuck up to the metal ladder. Kind of hoping this would be a scene from a movie and the Guy would get startled and accidently "fall" straight into his arms. He tapped the ladder with steady fingers and coughed to clear his throat.

"Excuse me Sir...do you work here?" He asked him.

He saw the Guy steady himself before looking at him and coming down. Brett stiffened the ladder, making sure that he stood as close to him as politely possible. When he stepped on the floor, Brett took a couple of steps back, trying to think of a few items that he could look for. He stifled a blush as the retail assistant threw a well-mannered smile at him.

Brett needed to act like a customer, that was a hard task. The assistant was a cutie. He was shorter than him, which was always a plus. His smooth dark skin complimented the Light green work shirt that he was wearing. Brett scanned over his body for a name tag.

Shit, he didn't have one on.

"Hi Sir...do you know...where the screw-drivers and flower seeds are?" Brett asked.

"Sure" The Guy said brightly. "I'll show you"

A week later Satomi walked in his room frowning. He'd been to the Garden centre three times this week. It just so happened that the third time the Guy, "His Guy" wasn't there. He frowned as look up at his parent from his Lap-top.

"Can I help you Satomi?" He asked.

"You certainly have a new found passion for DIY Brett" She told him, looking at the tools that were poking out of a Tool-box on the floor.

"Is there any harm in having New passions?" Brett asked.

"Do you have a New passion or a New person?" Satomi asked.

Brett flushed red. Satomi was by his side in an instant. It turned out the Garden Centre page had an employee page. He'd been on this Guy's page for about Half an hour. The Guy hadn't revealed much about himself, but he found out that his retail crush was called Mason. He was a loyal member of the Team. He'd worked at the Garden Centre for Five years. Unfortunately Mason had added nothing about his personal life.

"You don't always have to pay to see someone that you're attracted to" Satomi advised.

"With respect...I... don't really have a choice, I'm trying to find out about, his lifestyle and hobbies..." Brett said typing.

He could feel Satomi glance at Mason's profile. "He decorates the Centre each morning. He sounds like a early riser. Maybe you could consider taking a morning trip...because you obvously don't have enough tools in your room" Satomi teased. Which was rare.

Taking her advice, Brett got and changed for Five thirty. He was one of the only cars to get their first. He ran to the doors smoothed his hair. To his relief the doors opened. He took a Green basket from the stack and started walking around. He was distracted by the snowflake decorations poking him in the eye, when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Hi You!" Brett said turning around.

"Hey!" An assistant said. Brett frowned when he saw the assistant. It wasn't Mason. This one was a stocky muscular tanned Guy that Brett assumed was Latino.

"Can I help you Sir?" The Guy purrs.

"Err...I'm good thanks" Brett says. He begins to walk away when the Guy grabs his wrist stroking it. Brett is confused by, and also annoyed by his forwardness.

"If you need anything. Let me know. I'm Marco by the way"

"Great" Brett snaps walking down and aisle, turning as many corners as he possibly can. Luckily more people have entered the shop doing last minute Christmas shopping, ordering furniture, vases and Store grown Christmas trees. Brett has become drawn to some wacky Snowman picture frames. Clay from his pack would like it, he's in the middle of picking one up, when he can see a cheeky smile in the reflection.

It's Mason!

The Good news is that Brett didn't come this early for nothing. That bad news is that he's talking to some shaven wannabe tough Guy that Brett's sure he's seen before. Quickly Brett dumps the picture frame in the basket, it cracks against the Bathroom bag zip and shatters.

"Woah..."

"Hi...Mason, I seemed to have a had a little accident here" Brett said looking down at the splinters of glass sprinkling out of the basket. He attempts to grab the glass to put the frame together.

"Sir, don't!...you'll hurt yourself..." Mason says worriedly.

That warning falls on deaf ears as Brett "accidently" cuts himself on the glass. It doesn't hurt, he's had papercuts that were worse, but for his crushes benefit he exggerates the pain.

"Ugh...Fuck!" Brett whined.

"Sticking your hand in glass? Dumb-ass" Mason's "friend" smirks.

"Lukas, really?" Mason asks, rushing forward to examine Brett's hand. The Were can feel Lukas' jealousy from here. He'd kiss Mason right now if he could, fuck Lukas. He watches Mason as he gently turns his hands over inspecting it. There's a warm buzz in his brain as he realises that Mason is touching him for longer than necessary.

"It's a small cut, but I'll take you to the staff Bathroom. We need to get that remaining glass out" Mason says

"And you're just gonna Leave me here?" Lukas asks.

"Lukas, grow up. Follow me Sir" Mason says gently steering Brett away by the arm.

"See ya Lukas" Brett winks as he finally gets some alone time with his favourite Shop Assistant.