A/N:
Still sad over u's ending? Same. Have some Nozoeli fluff.
Baby I'm Yours - Arctic Monkey
*my favourite love song of all time. This is the song that will win the swirling black hole that replaced my heart.
7:46pm, Niccochi:
SHE SAID YES!
7:47PM, Nozomi:
Why wouldn't she? Actually…
7:47pm: Niccochi
YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE! D:
Nozomi let out a laugh at the response, and continued her journey home.
When Nozomi turned the key to her apartment door and opened it, the familiar warm rush of air raced towards her. With a small sigh, Nozomi stepped into her apartment and closed the door behind her, locking out all of her outside problems in the process.
"Perhaps I should have worn jeans today instead of a skirt and leggings," she mumbled, taking off her shoes and removing her beanie. Technically, it was Eli's beanie, but Nozomi decided to borrow it because it was rather cold.
"I'm home," she called out, and was met with a 'hello' from the living room.
The tattoo artist poked her head into the living room, and smiled.
Upon the dining table sat a large box of white lilies, with rose petals scattered across the tabletop. It was so clichéd, but Nozomi's grin did not waver once.
"Hey you," Eli turned around, wearing that stupid apron again. Nozomi let out a laugh as she placed down her bag. Rolling up her sleeves to expose her tattooed arms, the artist walked strode forward and scooped up the blonde in her arms.
Eli let out a squeal of surprise as Nozomi spun around once, then placed her back on the ground.
"Elichi, you little devil," Nozomi pulled the florist into a deep kiss, and allowed her hands to roam around Eli's back.
"H-Hey, this was nothing," Eli managed to get out when Nozomi pulled away. The green eyed girl turned her attention to peppering Eli's neck with small kisses, and Eli just sighed.
"You're so easy to impress, seriously," she grinned and ran a hand through the dark purple hair. Nozomi trailed her kisses up Eli's neck and to her ear, nibbling on the lobe. Eli let out a giggle, and then reluctantly pushed the affectionate artist away, knowing that their dinner would go cold and that they'd never leave the bed if they went that way now.
"Come on, I spent a while on dinner," Eli managed to push her overly-affectionate girlfriend away, but did take her hand and lead her to the table.
"What's on the menu, Gordon?" Nozomi joked, getting a sigh from the blonde.
"Pirozhki."
"Aw yes!" Nozomi fist pumped as she sat down in the chair. She continued to chant "Pi-rozh-ki, Pi-rozh-ki, Pi-rozh-ki,' as Eli made her way to the kitchen.
"It's got steak inside."
"Did I ever tell you how much I love you?" Nozomi swooned, eyes twinkling and chin resting on balled fists.
Eli blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She placed the plate of fried bread on the table and sat down.
"You tell me a fair bit,"
"Well, it's always true, Elichi," Nozomi clapped her hands together and said a quick prayer.
"Thank you for the food," she grinned, then took two of the buns and placed them on her plate.
"Wow, you're hungry," Eli smiled, picking the white wine out of the chiller on the table and pouring herself a glass. Nozomi looked up, but continued to chew.
"I had a few clients today, and with the amount of designs I had to rearrange, I probably set a new record."
"I saw the ice cream one," Eli raised an eyebrow, and Nozomi let out a chuckle.
"Y'know, they were pretty set on that design. It took a fair bit of convincing them to changing it."
"Have you ever had to tattoo a phallic image?"
Nozomi froze at the question. Ayase Eli, the nyctophobic, quarter-Russian manager of Bibi Flowers, just asked her that question?
"Are you not feeling well, Elichi?"
"I-It's just a question!" Eli blushed and hid behind her wine glass. Nozomi let out a laugh, and shook her head..
"Not by itself. When people want pinups, you kind of have to include breasts."
"Th-that's natural, I guess," Eli stuttered and took a drink. Nozomi snorted again.
"How many flowers did you sell today?"
"We made $4,000, if that gives you an indication,"
"That's really impressive, Elichi," Nozomi smiled.
Eli was intelligent. Nozomi liked to joke that it was because her name was in the word, but in all seriousness, Eli was a smart businesswoman. She completely changed the layout of the shop, the roster, and fired the old employees when she took over. Her method of working was to have a close-knit group of three staff members who were all equal in training, so that when she was not there, she didn't need to worry about the store. Since Eli and Nico were the only two full-time workers, the two were on shift together, and would bounce off each other with customers during transactions, making it a friendlier environment rather than just a retail store. Maki, despite being a causal worker who studied full time, used her creative abilities for marketing and advertisement to really draw people in.
It was for those reasons that Bibi Flowers became a sophisticated store, run by a very intelligent woman. No wonder everyone went there for Valentine's day.
"Oh! Since we're on the topic of earnings," Nozomi quickly excused herself and hurried over to her bag. She had been working on this in secret for quite some time for this very day.
The artist pulled out her sketchbook, feeling Eli's quizzically look on her back as she straightened up and turned around.
"I had this vision three months ago," Nozomi opened up the sketchbook and flicked forward to the page she needed.
"When I dropped by your store in the summer, and you had those really pretty vases on sale with the flowers."
"Is that so?" Eli eyed the blurs of drawings as Nozomi flicked from page to page: one page had a tiger, then an eagle, a dragon, and scales. Even though they were glimpses under a millisecond, Eli loved the drawings Nozomi did in the sketchbook she had bought her for their anniversary last year.
"It was such a beautiful scene, that It inspired me to draw this. If I can find it, of course! There's so many sketches and drawings in here for clients, but this is the book I always keep with me on the go s- Ah hah! Here it is," Nozomi's eyes lit up as she stopped on a page, and then flashed a grin at Eli.
She slowly turned the sketchbook around, and Eli's jaw dropped.
The A4 page depicted a predominantly greyscale sketch of a circular garden. An array of flower were spread from one side of the page to another, but the floweres weren't their usual soft texture: it was a solid, see-through, consistent texture, and the only colours were the shine on the sides of the flowers. Roses, gardenias, tulips, daisies, orchids, every type of flower Eli could think of was in this picture. The circular formation surrounded a swing set placed in the middle of the garden; the chains were wrapped in vines of ivy.
A garden of glass.
"N-Nozomi," Eli's eyes took in every single detail, from the lines on the leaves to the metallic sheen of the ivy-covered swing in the centre.
"This is just a rough sketch, to be honest," Nozomi admitted sheepishly, lowering her head into her neck so that her shoulders stood out a bit more.
"I would like to get this on canvas to hang up somewhere, but before I do that, I'll need to properly sit down and do a final design that's better than this, bu-"
She didn't finish her sentence, because Eli leaned across the table and locked let lips with Nozomi's.
The artist gasped, but gave herself over instantly as Eli's tongue slipped into her mouth quickly. When Eli pulled away to breathe, she rested her forehead lightly against Nozomi's, eyes half-lidded.
"It's so beautiful, Nozomi," She grinned, staring into the emerald abyss of Nozomi's eyes.
"Happy Valentine's day, Elichi," Nozomi whispered, then captured Eli's lips again with her own.
De de deeee~
Also, Pirozhki is lit.
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