Customers
Every day, at about 10 in the morning, Jack would see Elsa drive up on her motorcycle, park it by the curb, then walk over to the parlor to open it. He opened his flower shop earlier than she did her place, so they didn't usually talk.
Not entirely on purpose, Jack took to arranging new flowers outside the shop at around the time Elsa came. They usually exchanged greetings, waved or smiled, then went their own ways. It was a mundane existence, and Jack was quite content.
Business was slow for the shop, at first. Jack found himself sitting behind the counter of the register, alone with his flowers more often than not. One day, none other than Elsa entered the shop, accompanied by a girl who looked a little younger than her with reddish-brown hair.
"Jack, hey. This is my sister Anna; she wanted to come over here while I was on break." Elsa looked happy to be with Anna, maybe not entirely thrilled to be in his shop. Jack got that.
"Yeah! I saw that this place was next to her parlor and I was like, Elsa we totally need to go in there remember Kristoff's birthday is like two days away?! So, yeah I just wanted to see what it was like. Do you do, like, centerpieces, or bouquets?" Her energy made it seem like she was a fun person to be around, but hard to handle at times.
Before Jack could reply, Elsa interrupted, "What she meant to say is that we're having a big party for him; catered and everything. Can you do statement pieces? Or what Anna said, centerpieces?"
He nodded quickly. "How many would you need?" pulling out a sheet of paper and a pencil (it was mostly for show, Jack had a surprisingly good memory), "And what's the theme? Colors?"
After figuring out all the details with Anna, Elsa, who had been walking around the shop, had come back with a single yellow chrysanthemum.
"I'll take this."
"Planning to give this to someone? It means secret admirer," Jack said, placing it carefully in one of the plastic bags.
"No, I'm only using it for reference," she made a mime of drawing a tattoo, and Jack nodded understandingly. Though her words seemed honest, Elsa was wearing a smirk on her face as she took the flower that made Jack feel as if there was something more to her motives. "See you again sometime, Jack."
They left the shop, and despite feeling a little off-kilter, Jack also felt tremendously accomplished. They had practically been his first customers. Hiccup sometimes came in and bought a few, but he always found a way to give them back to him, in some form or another. It was a strange limbo the two seemed to be in. Hiccup was obviously flirting, but Jack always had some doubt one way or another, though he did enjoy the warm feeling in his chest whenever he found some flowers outside his door or tied to his bike.
A/N: Yeah, this one was a lot shorter than the last one, but drabbles! Drabbles! So, yeah. I changed the cover; a tattoo of flowers, get it? anyway, I like it better than the one I had before. What are your thoughts? Yes, there will be some Hijack in this fic, but only cuz I want to spice things up! And bisexual!Jack. All hail bisexual!Jack. Don't worry, this story is Jelsa, I promise. It won't last long. Thanks for all your kind reviews and follows and favorites! I really appreciate them :)