#🥀 face . ›› AS LOVELY AS A GLASS ROSE IN BLOOM .

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shes sooooo <3

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Drabble Challenge #9 - Min Yoongi x reader 🌼 Love Blooms Here 🥀

“Ahhh... so fresh...” Every morning at six o’clock, a delivery van stops outside my flower shop to drop off the flowers fresh and in full bloom. My shop isn’t huge but it’s just big enough that it isn’t crammed. To quote Goldilocks, it’s ‘just right’.

The front wall of my shop is made completely of glass from the wide, open windows to the door that’s fitted with a bell that rings when someone walks into the shop. As soon as you walk in, the counter is on the left against the wall with a till and a pile of paper to use for wrapping up bouquets. In the middle is a large stand for mixed bouquets that are already made and ready to take but some romantics like to create their own bouquets.

Along the edges of the shop from the counter onwards, each section of select flowers is organised by colour, sorted red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and every other colour between. Compared to the plain, white walls, the flowers really brighten the place with vibrant colour like a rainbow.

I don’t get many customers in a day but I sell my fair share of bouquets. Any that I don’t sell go back to my home where I take care of them. My apartment has a scheme going on where my blue and purple flowers go in my bathroom, the warmer colours like red, orange, yellow and pink end up in my kitchen/ living room since it’s an open space. The green goes in my bedroom because they match the walls. Green is my favourite colour. There’s something so soothing about waking up to the colour green and the smell of flowers. Some flowers I’ll keep on the balcony to bloom in the sun before turning into potpourri which I also sell in my shop. Not a bad business I’ve got going on.

Honestly, there isn’t a bad business in this part of town. The business district is lined with a variety of shops that bring in more customers from other shops. One of the more common yet unexpected customers that come past and sometimes into my shop are badass rebels with black leather jackets and newly inked tattoos - tattoos from the parlour next door.

In contrast to my shop, DB’s tattoo parlour is completely sheltered from human eyes as the whole building is black and the windows are painted over and covered in tattoo designs. I must admit, on my way to and from the shop, I’ll gaze adoringly at the stunning art pieces. One of my favourite pieces is a group of tangled vines covered in flourishing roses that grow from the hip of a women to the bottom of her thigh. It’s not a photograph; just a sketch but there’s something about it that draws me to it. Maybe the fact that roses are my favourite flower.

Maybe it’s how you can’t see inside the shop or the customers it brings or even the fact that nobody in the street can say what DB stands for. The girl who owns the butchers has a theory that the DB is supposed to be a scared face from the side. I could see it but it’s a bit far fetched to me. Whatever it is, the shop holds a kind of threat that stops me from going in but I’m still drawn to it. Maybe it’s the curiosity of meeting the owner of the parlour. I’ve never seen the mysterious, infamous owner of the shop next to mine. All I know is his name - Min Yoongi.

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As the evening comes and I’m an hour away from locking up, the sky goes pink as the sun sets. It’s a lovely shepherd’s sky that guarantees the sun will be out tomorrow. A few of the flowers don’t look as fresh as they came in but I’ll take them home with me. Suddenly, the bell jingles harshly behind me and the door slams against the door stop. Turning towards the door, a guy about the same age as me and a few inches taller comes in with a pissed-off look on his face. He ruffles up his mint green hair with his left hand, covered in tattoos of meaningful phrases like ‘you never walk alone’ in both english and hangul along with musical imagery such as someone rapping on their bicep. The face isn’t clear but I think it looks like the canvas of the art itself. The other arm looks very similar.

He’s only wearing a short sleeved black t-shirt that’s tucked into his black, ripped jeans and some black combat boots. His steps towards me are purposeful until he’s in front of the counter. Gripping the edge of it, the veins in his arms bursting at his skin in fury. This must be Min Yoongi.

“Um... can I help you?” Taking a deep breath, his lips part before he asks,

“How do you passive aggressively say ‘fuck you’ in flower?” ... huh?

“I... I’m sorry. I don’t think I understand.”

“Every flower has a meaning, right? Do you have flowers that mean ‘I hate you with a passion’?” So, he wants to convey hatred to someone and his method for doing that... is with flowers? Fortunately, I have the knowledge for this topic.

“Actually, I do. It’s not just the flower but the colour that shapes the meaning of the flowers. I can help you make a bouquet if you want.” He grunts slightly but doesn’t move; his expression remaining neutral. Clearing my throat, I leave the counter with his trailing silently behind me.

“So, uhh... why exactly do you want this bouquet? If you don’t mind me asking!” I fear I may be snooping too much in his business but he doesn’t seem to mind. If he did, he wouldn’t tell me.

“It’s for a girlfriend. My soon-to-be-ex. Ever since we started going out, she was a psychotic bitch who complained because ‘I was too quiet’ or ‘I wasn’t romantic enough.’”

“If she wants someone like that, she should date a loud romantic. She shouldn’t try to change you for being yourself.” His feet stop moving so he’s just stood there, staring at my with piercings eyes. His stance is incredibly intimidating but the moment the corner of his lip curls up, my heart hammers loudly.

“Thanks. I’m glad to have a second opinion from my side. Anyway, if she claims I’m not romantic, I thought I could show her romance only to have her heart ripped from her when she reads the meanings on a card along with a message saying I’m leaving her.” Wow... From the image I have of her in my head from what Yoongi’s said, I’m not at all sorry for piecing together the most scornful bouquet possible.

“There are a few flowers which as known for horrible meanings. Such as yellow carnations for example. They symbolise disappointment.”

“Yeah, throw some of them in there!” My hand goes to my lips to cover the smile and possible chuckle.

“How about some geraniums for stupidity?” Plucking a few of the red flowers out, Yoongi nods with certainty.

“Now some orange flowers would look nice with the yellow and red. These are butterfly weeds that quite literally mean ‘leave me’ in flower language.”

“Well, I’ll need some of them.”

“And to finish, some orange lilies meaning ‘hatred’.”

“This is perfect, thanks.” Taking them to the counter, I distribute them nicely so the colours compliment each other and wrap them together.

“... You know, you shouldn’t be in a relationship like that. I’m sure you’ll find someone who makes you feel happy.” There’s something about the way he looks up with his head cocked to the side and one of his eyebrows is arched seductively.

“You’re really sure? Was there someone you had in mind?” His hands grip the edges of the counter, emphasising his veins that run up to his tattooed covered biceps as he leans forward over the surface and gazes into my eyes.

“Well, uh... um, n-no. Not... not really. I was just thinking... maybe someone on the business strip.”

“Strip?” Just the word, although I know it’s not meant by the suggestive meaning, send shivers down my spine. “I think you’re right. In fact, there’s someone I already have in mind. A pretty little flower girl.” My face explodes with heat and I’ve lost all ability to speak. “Woah, look at that blush. You okay, baby girl?” And this is the story of how I die! “Should I take that as a no?-”

“No! Definitely not a no! I...” I finally stop to take a breath. “I would love that actually, Yoongi.” Completely unexpected, he smiles so wide he shows his gums and my heart melts. “After you’ve ended things with your girlfriend that is.”

“Then I’ll be back soon to sweep you off your feet.” He picks up the bouquet, dropping the correct change onto the counter and turning on his feet to retreat back to his shop. “See you soon, baby girl.” Just before he leaves the shop, I call out to him as something that’s been bothering me enters my mind.

“Please, just before you leave, will you tell me? What does DB stand for?”

“Daegu Boy.”

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do you accept her quest?

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THE STEAMBIRD SOCIAL COLUMN: from the latest batch of debutantes to the court of fontaine, we humbly present: andromeda coraline nakamura-glaes, the youngest daughter of 'baron' alpin glaes.

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the lucky name for an auspicious star

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fontaine event skin andi

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non edited version with some closeups on the details im most proud of.

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born under an auspicious star. hbd to our beloved cinderella ! ( 10 / 31 )

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the fact this fc has a lot of andi outfits / looks . . .  ideal.

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she is the moment

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🥀 * out. ‣ sorry for andiposting‚ it will happen again. 🥀 * in. ‣ stained glass cinderella. 🥀 * inbox. ‣ once upon a time. 🥀 * answered. ‣ the end of the fairytale. 🥀 * face. ‣ as lovely as a glass rose in bloom. 🥀 * dash. ‣ tea time. 🥀 * crack. ‣ i 𝐚𝐦 the mean bisexual‚ 𝒋𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒔. 🥀 * aesthetics. ‣ when that warning bell tolls midnight‚ i flee the false self that i’ve created for this special night. 🥀 * character. ‣ no longer girl‚ 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕‚ now that you won’t let me go. 🥀 * worldbuilding. ‣ keeper of the lore. 🥀 * creations. ‣ scoutlight‚ scoutkeep‚ scoutboss. 🥀 * promotions. ‣ networking chance. 🥀 * wishlist. ‣ an invite to the ball. 🥀 * connections. ‣ kindness is free and love is free. 🥀 * calls. ‣ note box. 🥀 * closet. ‣ slipper of fate. 🥀 * audio. ‣ can’t i have just one more song? 🥀 * blog updates. ‣ god help us all. 🥀 * saved. ‣ live tipper reaction.

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I MEAN, IT’S NOT FAIR- BUT WHEN HAS IT EVER BEEN FAIR?

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no thoughts head empty no sleep but this quick edit of andi is cute

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🥀    out    .          ››          SCOUTLIGHT‚ SCOUTKEEP‚ SCOUTBOSS   .

🥀    in    .          ››          STAINED GLASS CINDERELLA   .

🥀    face    .          ››          AS LOVELY AS A GLASS ROSE IN BLOOM   .

🥀    aesthetics    .          ››          I THINK THAT WE DREAM TO PROTECT OURSELVES FROM THE WAKING WORLD   .

🥀    character    .          ››          NO LONGER GIRL‚ 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑮𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻‚ NOW THAT YOU WON’T LET ME GO   .

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🥀    audio    .          ››          CAN'T I HAVE JUST ONE MORE SONG   ?