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writetomyheart2016-11-03 10:39 pm
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[Team Three] Flower Language
This is set in the "Miyata owns a magic flower shop" verse that I wrote ages ago.
You don't need to know the verse or fic to read this though. It's a random blurb.
“Tiger lilies.” Miyata supplies when Tamamori asks him.
It’s a slow day at the flower shop and Miyata doesn’t mind that at all. Tamamori is with him and the other doesn’t have to be anywhere until later today and can just hang out with him.
He’s working on an arrangement while Tamamori pokes at some of the new flowers that just came in earlier in the morning. “There’s nothing really ‘tiger’ about them. They don’t have stripes. They’re just orange.” He scrunches up his nose a bit. “Weird.”
Chuckling softly, Miyata explains, “Maybe that’s the case but they’re actually flowers that have a big impact when you translate them into the language of flowers. Someone specifically ordered them today, that’s why I got so many of them. Must be for someone special.”
“You’ve been getting so many weird orders lately. The other day there was a guy who ordered a load of red gerberas as well, right? Because he wanted to shower his girlfriend with them.”
“Ah, you mean Ian? He’s ordered stuff a few times. Nothing as fancy or big as that time, though. Usually he buys small things to make people happy.” Miyata hums softly. “I don’t think their orders are weird? And well, if not for those, business would be a lot slower I guess. So I’m thankful.” He puts the finishing touches to the arrangement.
“Alright, this is good to go.”
Tamamori huffs and leans back on his chair. He’s looking something up on his phone as he does and it makes him raise an eyebrow for a moment before he lets the device slide into his pocket again. “More business huh. Should I just buy everything you have in the shop today? Then you can close up, right? Close up and be with me.”
Miyata stops in his tracks. “Are you serious, Tama-chan?”
“Dead serious.” Tamamori pulls out his wallet. “And I’m going to start with this orange Tiger Lily.”
He rises from his seat and pulls the blinds down with a flick of his wrist, after turning the “OPEN” sign over to “CLOSED”. Tamamori knows delivery pick ups aren’t until later in the afternoon, so there is plenty of time.
When he pushes Miyata up the stairs, his phone slips out of his pocket and lands on Miyata’s discarded working apron. The display still shows the words:
“Orange tiger lilies mean passionate love in the language of flowers”
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You don't need to know the verse or fic to read this though. It's a random blurb.
“Tiger lilies.” Miyata supplies when Tamamori asks him.
It’s a slow day at the flower shop and Miyata doesn’t mind that at all. Tamamori is with him and the other doesn’t have to be anywhere until later today and can just hang out with him.
He’s working on an arrangement while Tamamori pokes at some of the new flowers that just came in earlier in the morning. “There’s nothing really ‘tiger’ about them. They don’t have stripes. They’re just orange.” He scrunches up his nose a bit. “Weird.”
Chuckling softly, Miyata explains, “Maybe that’s the case but they’re actually flowers that have a big impact when you translate them into the language of flowers. Someone specifically ordered them today, that’s why I got so many of them. Must be for someone special.”
“You’ve been getting so many weird orders lately. The other day there was a guy who ordered a load of red gerberas as well, right? Because he wanted to shower his girlfriend with them.”
“Ah, you mean Ian? He’s ordered stuff a few times. Nothing as fancy or big as that time, though. Usually he buys small things to make people happy.” Miyata hums softly. “I don’t think their orders are weird? And well, if not for those, business would be a lot slower I guess. So I’m thankful.” He puts the finishing touches to the arrangement.
“Alright, this is good to go.”
Tamamori huffs and leans back on his chair. He’s looking something up on his phone as he does and it makes him raise an eyebrow for a moment before he lets the device slide into his pocket again. “More business huh. Should I just buy everything you have in the shop today? Then you can close up, right? Close up and be with me.”
Miyata stops in his tracks. “Are you serious, Tama-chan?”
“Dead serious.” Tamamori pulls out his wallet. “And I’m going to start with this orange Tiger Lily.”
He rises from his seat and pulls the blinds down with a flick of his wrist, after turning the “OPEN” sign over to “CLOSED”. Tamamori knows delivery pick ups aren’t until later in the afternoon, so there is plenty of time.
When he pushes Miyata up the stairs, his phone slips out of his pocket and lands on Miyata’s discarded working apron. The display still shows the words:
“Orange tiger lilies mean passionate love in the language of flowers”
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