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The bell of the florist rang.

"Irrashaimase. Oh it's Daiki. You're a bit late today. Come in," said Akashi.

Kagami didn't bother to steal a glance as he continued concentrating on his job making arrangements of flowers for a wedding occasion, an order they just had received. His grip on the scissors became slightly tighter upon hearing the name Akashi just called.

The deep voice sighed deeply."Yeah, I slept in."

"Not working tonight?"

"I don't know yet. Maybe, if I feel like working."

"Of course. Come take a look at your order."

They went to the display rack at the corner of the shop while talking to each other. Kagami decided that whatever they were talking about was not his business, and so he shut his hearing by focusing on the task in hand. Not for long though, as Akashi called for him all of a sudden.

"Taiga, come here a second."

Kagami reluctantly obeyed.

"What is it?"

"The customer said that the flowers cuttings are a bit uneven. Can you fix it now?"

Aomine immediately cut in."Wait, there's no need. I don't want any alteration made by other people, especially him," Aomine smirked at Kagami, expecting him to fume at the remark as Aomine often finds it amusing.

Kagami, who was still a little upset with what he'd seen yesterday, didn't even try to bicker or even glare at Aomine like he always does. He just kept quiet as he took the bouquet from Akashi, then brought it to the counter to be fixed. His face remained impassive. Aomine frowned at Kagami's lack of respond.

"What do you mean other people? He's the one who's been making all of your flowers arrangements, Daiki," Akashi suddenly spoke.

Confused, Aomine shot Akashi a dumbfounded look.

"All the bouquets I ordered...? He...? Made it...?"

"Yes he made it. Don't look so surprised. His name is Kagami, by the way."

"Yeah.. Yeah, I know what his name is," said Aomine as he walked passed Akashi, completely ignoring him now that his attention was all focused on Kagami.

The working space at the back of the shop where Kagami was currently at is made of of counters arranged in the shaped of an 'L'. It's filled with lots of cutting and decorating tools, box of flower fragrances and sprayers, reference books, stacks of colourful ribbons and wrappers and trays of flowers that are all neatly arranged in that small space.

Kagami was reaching for a pair of cutters when he heard heavy footsteps approach behind him.

"Sorry, only workers allowed at this area."

Kagami heard the footstep stop and made a turn around the working space, only to find the tanned male standing across the counter, facing him.

"Why didn't you tell me that it's you?"

"Why should I?" replied Kagami nonchalantly, not even looking at the bluenette.

Aomine glared at the redhead.

"What's up with you tonight? Are you on PMS or what?"

Kagami felt his vein throb at the question but he reined in his temper and continued giving Aomine a silent treatment while proceeding to loosen the bouquet wrapper.

Somewhat knowledge of his flowers being used to seduce and lure girl made he feel bitter, just like the the ones Aomine had bought before this. One of the things that made him happy working as a florist is the fact that his flowers are able to brighten up other people's day. Aomine, however uses it for all the wrong reasons. He hates Aomine for that.

Aomine sighed at the lack of reaction. He leaned forward, setting his elbow on the counter and resting his chin in the cupped palm, looking up at Kagami.

"What's this? You're not fun anymore."

Feeling uncomfortable with the attention he had been receiving from the other guy, Kagami quickly proceeded with his job fixing the bouquet, cutting here and there, and presented it to Aomine for approval.

"Is this okay?"

"Cut a bit more, here," said Aomine, his slender index finger moved forward to point at the flower stem, accidentally brushed against Kagami's hand in the process. Kagami jolted from the touch and quickly pulled his hand, his eyes widened and his face slightly flustered. He looked at his hand. Did he just feel some sort of electricity there?

'What the fuck..'

"What's the matter?"

Aomine's deep voice startled him and he lowered his hands. Kagami gaze moved upward to catch Aomine looking at him with such an unreadable look, a look that was so deep Kagami felt like Aomine could see through him. He quickly drifted his eyes downward.

"Nothing."

Kagami shrugged off the weird feelings as he fixed the flowers like Aomine had ordered.

"Is this okay now?" Kagami brought back his gaze to the blue orbs.

"Yeah," he nodded. He didn't even look at the bouquet as he did, his eyes fixated on Kagami with a slight frown, as if questioning something.

Kagami pretended not to notice the awkward atmosphere surrounding them and wrapped the bouquet neatly. When he was done, he requested Aomine to go to the counter as he passed the bouquet to Akashi for the payment. He wasted no time, returning to the order he'd been working before he was called earlier to avoid Aomine's intense gaze on him.

Kagami was just going to resume his job when he glanced to the front of the shop. There was a young woman there, looking hesitant to enter. One of her hand was already on the doorknob, eyes peering inside with her brows knitted. Kagami raised a brow, questioning.

The cash register made a noise, indicating the payment was done. After a quick farewell to Akashi, Aomine turned around with the bouquet on his hand, facing the door as he started to make a way out of the shop. That's when the woman finally decided to come in.

"Irrashaimase," said Akashi politely.

"Ah sorry, I was just..." She didn't finished his sentence as she shifted her gaze from Akashi to Aomine. "Aomine-kun? You're Aomine-kun, right?"

'What? Another girl?' Kagami frowned.

"Yeah, that's me. What is it?"

"You're not.. umm.. working tonight?"

Kagami caught Aomine smiling charmingly at the girl upon hearing the word 'working'. The bluenette glanced at his branded watch.

"I'll be there in about 3 hours."

'In about 3 hours? That's 11pm. Who the fuck starts working at 11pm?'

"Oh that's really good then," the woman really looked pleased, from the way she smiled and blushed.

Aomine noticed her reaction. He walked to her, closing their distance. His hand reached up, and he gently tucked her hair behind her ear rather seductively. He grinned smugly when the woman turned a shade redder.

Kagami felt his stomach clench in disgust and hatred from watching the scene.

'Now he flirts with the girl he just met in the shop publicly? How inappropriate! But it's not that I care anyway.'

Kagami whirled around, deciding that it was time to stop witnessing the whole thing. He didn't want to see all that. He didn't need to see all that. It'd ruin his day.

He was just reaching for the wrapping paper when he heard Aomine's deep voice and immediately froze in his action.

"Do you want me to entertain you later?" he asked in a raspy voice.

'En-entertain?' His grip on the wrapper tightened.

"W-would you?" despite the stutter, glee bubbled up in her voice. "Well... then, yes please, I'd like to have you if you're not booked for the night. My friend said that you give a good.. err.. service. Despite the high price you charged."

'Book for the night? Good service? Price? What?!'

Kagami turned around quickly, just at the right time to see the pair made their way to the door. Their chatters were no longer registered in his mind as it was too preoccupied processing the information he had just received.

Late night working time. The girls he had been seen with. The way they clung to him. The seductive gestures. The way he flirted just now. Book. Price. Entertain. Good service.

And of course, the love hotel.

His eyes widened as the realisation struck him. Everything fell to their places. Everything made sense now.

Kagami's jaw dropped.

Aomine Daiki is a prostitute.