When your presence still lingers,
My heart twitches.
"Shut up, you nerd."
Droplets of rain poured down heavily and drenched the streets, as liquids seeped through the door frame, staining the carpet and leaving an oddly refreshing smell.
"Give me a flower bouquet which stands for fuck you. " a fist slammed against the counter, causing a few accessories on it to vibrate under the sudden force. The raven's vein was twitching as his face flushed red, grinding his teeth vehemently as his fist clenched tight, waiting for a response impatiently.
"Woah. Does it mean fuck you in bed or fuck you in general? " Taken aback from such a client, the florist widened his eyes and shivered from such tensions and rage aura emitting from the raven, a sweat rolled down his cheeks as he tried to cheer up the mood.
"Well, what do you think? "
Water trickled down from the raven's wet hair due to the rainfall and dripped down the counters, his face visibly pissed and grumpy. That stare that he gave made the florist cringe as he backed away, trying not to commit a comotion.
"So..fuck you in general it is... " Murmured the brunette, Judai Yuki, as he went to grab some scissors to trim the excess leaves and twigs. "Sir grumpy pants sure sounds like someone pissed in their cereals... " He mumbled, not loud enough for the raven to hear, snarkily.
As his scissors begin to snip and the myriad of flowers exposed to the raven's view, Judai worked diligently without breaking a swear. Plucking, trimming, repeat.
"Orange lilies," He added, grabbing the petite flower and caressing it with his fingers delicately, "It means hatred, pride and disdain. Pretty accurate enough for a fuck you. " After that, he added another "Black Roses, " the petals fluttered a little being held in Judai's hands "resemblance of death. " Another blue flower caught his eyes, pique his interest unexpectedly "Aconite, " Judai chuckled, "it means be cautious. In case if they need a warning before you running them over with a car. " an idea popped up of Judai's mind as he reaches out for the Basil, "well, it represents hatred so this will do too. "
"Your bouquet of Fuck You, served fresh and flamboyant. " A cheeky smile stretched across his face, an arm extanding to hand over the bouquet of flowers to the raven.
A gasp escaped the raven's breath, eyes widening in surprise.
Never in Majoume's Jun life would he expect to meet someone with such audacity to actually make a bouquet to tell someone to fuck off.
Amazing.
"That's amazing. Sure hope my brothers love this. " He added, as he sign a huge "With sincere and love, Jun Manjoume" on the card and place it in a position that's obvious to look at. What a petty bitch, but Manjoume does not give a shit.
"They would be so pique. " Judai butted in, chuckling at how livid must the stranger's brothers be. Its no new seeing petty revenge all of the time in this society nowadays, and he was used to it, quite amusing if he may add.
"Anyways uh. Thanks. I'll be going now. "
The light drizzle seemed to have calmed down as streaks of sunshine filtered through the window blinds, warm yellow dazzling over the foliages and flowers. The streets are clearing up and everything is getting better, especially with the chilly breeze after the rain and to be met with the warm sunshine upon stepping outside.
"Hope to see you soon, Manjoume! " Judai chuckled, waving his hand.
"It's Manjoume Sanda! And hopefully I do not come back for anything stupid like this anymore. " Maybe Manjoume did came off rude and gratuitous for his impertinent tone, but a small smile curved on his lips before returning to the usual poker face.
The bell rang as the raven left, like the only voice left in this small, cottage like flower shop.
Judai sighed, getting back to tidy up the mess that the rain caused with a unsatisfied huff.