2019

Sunlight illuminated the whole shop; cascading through the glass windows, the birds were chirping brightly and flower scent freshened up the whole atmosphere.

Jungkook came in with Fanha in her pram and two lunch boxes in his hand; he adjusted Fanha's pram besides the counter so he can keep an eye on her easily.

"Ah, Fanha baby, here we come." Jung kook sung after adjusting the pram, she tried to get out of it.

"aigo, we should buy you a walker by now, but don't tell eomma, she will have to work more to save money, we will work together, won't we?", he whispered.

She let out a set of giggles at the mention of Shenjae and started clapping; the sunlight was engulfing her frame from behind, making her feel warm.

"You have to sit here till breakfast, then I will take you to the backyard, there you can meet all your friends again, okay?" he told her, she just made some baby noises.

He gave her the Dora plushie, she let her fists roam in the soft furry body of the toy.

Meanwhile, Jung kook moved to the section of artificially scented flowers and sniffed the different varieties one by one; he separated those which seemed to have lost the scent. Afterwards, he refreshed his stock of flower spray from the store. He washed his hands twice because he didn't want Fanha to be ill again.

"Now let's see what eomma made for us today, hmm." He started opening the lunch boxes.

By the time he opened the boxes, he realized that Fanha was fighting with the sun light which was now directly falling into her eyes.

"ah, let's move you first", he sighed and picked her up from the pram and went to the sink to make her wash her hands too, he set her on the chair he usually sat on and placed the small table in front of her. The table was gifted by Yoongi and it adjusted to Fanha's level easily.

"Fanha, what is this tasty scent?", he wiggled his brows making fanha laugh.

"RIRI", she shouted.

"Exactly, a warm bowl of porridge and then fruit salad for us both; eomma surely works hard. You have to finish this all.", He cheered as he if he was a commentator.

He picked Fanha's spoon and started to feed her the porridge after blowing it a little; she ate slowly but peacefully, something both Jungkook and Shenjae were thankful for.

"Here it comes, like an aeroplane, for Haha baby, here we go.", he motioned the spoon towards her mouth.

The phone on his counter rang; he stood up and picked it up.

"Hello, Jeon florists." he said professionally, contrasting to his tone a few seconds ago.

"Ah, you made the appointment for a 100 roses, right?", he pressed the phone between his shoulder and ear and extended his hand to reach his diary.

"Under the name of Kim Nij- uh what is it- Kim Nijkoes?", he read the weird name.

"Yes, it will be ready by 12.00", he confirmed.

"Thank you for-" the call ended without him completing his sentence.

He turned around to see Fanha.

No, he turned around to find the empty chair with the empty bowl below it and Fanha nowhere in sight.

"Haha?" he called her, fear seeping in his voice.

A set of butterfly giggles from the ventral side of counter relieved him and he peered over.

"Oh baby, don't scare me like- OH MY GOD!", he shrieked seeing Fanha not only standing but walking, walking on two feet towards him, more like taking baby penguin steps.

He wanted to pick her up right there but stopped and stood there, awestruck.

"How did you learn that?", he asked still in a trance.

"Oh my God, come here.", He cooed, his voice full of love and happiness. He scooped her up in an instant and lifted her high up in her arms.

Jungkook tried making her walk a few more times and finally ended their practice when Fanha frowned and made a pout, as if she was ready to cry.

"Ah, baby lemme give you a piggypoggy", he said to make her happy.

"Piggypoggy", she clapped, Fanha loved them.

Jungkook made her sit on his shoulders and started going through the aisles in the small shop, to check on the ready to pick orders and working on the flowers still in bloom.

He took his lunch break at 11.00; both he and Fanha used to sit on the mat in the backyard, where hundreds of flowers were in bloom, the day was going all good, he also gave the first bouquet for free for celebrating Fanha's first steps.

Fanha was quite tired after trying to catch butterflies in the garden with her father and immediately slept after Jungkook gave her the boiled milk.

It was about 12 o'clock and Jungkook was organizing the orders he received today, a slow soft rhythm was flowing through the shop, the blinders were now blocking the heavy light; the door of the shop opened and a bulky man came in.

Jung kook placed his work diary aside and stood up.

"Welcome to the Jeon floris-" the smiley face of his customer halted his speech, his hands formed fists.

Nonetheless, he continued, "how may I help you?"

By now, Seokjin had reached the counter.

"Aye, why so professional, we have met before, you are Shenjae's sidekick right, his baby sitter?" Seokjin mocked with a smile.

Jungkook gritted his teeth; the audacity of people to spit fire with a smile irritated him, maybe because he always showed his true emotions and intentions, or maybe it was a must for rich people to create a drama out of everything. So he did what he was best at; ignoring rude remarks of rich, egotistic people.

He just stared at him and Seokjin straightened as if he had a flashback of their last meeting.

"Uh, okay, I see you She jae has well fed you" he snickered.

"I booked flowers" , Seokjin added, moving his hands in the air, elegantly.

"The booking under Mr. Kim Nijkoes?" Jungkook asked.

"Yeah, by the way, what if I am not him, many people can swap there names, you have such poor system, I should have-"

He was cut by Jungkook.

"What was your flower pass code sir?" Jungkook spoke, a firm stare towards Seokjin.

"Eh, the hell is that, making up things, hahahaha", Seokjin laughed.

"Was it angiosperm red or maroon fire?", he questioned again.

"What?", Seokjin furrowed his brows.

When Jungkook didn't budge a millimetre, he took out his phone and called his driver.

"Why didn't you tell me?", he whisper-shouted.

"Sir, I was about to but you-" he cut the man "what is it?" he spoke sternly, his aura changing after making a fool of himself.

 After ending the call, he turned around to meet Jungkook's stare, he was about to fall.

"Its b5 butter magenta, what is with that stare?" he placed a hand on his heart.

"Give me a minute, sir" Jungkook left him there.

"Aren't you rude?" Seokjin's voice called after him but he dismissed it too.

He returned with the bouquet; all wrapped and ready with the card Seokjin's driver had told him to put in, only to find Seokjin leaning over Fanha's pram, he rushed towards him.

"Here", he nearly shouted, seokjin turned to him.

"Aye, hmm", he sniffed the flowers and took the beautiful scent in.

"Shenjae's baby is cute, ah if only she paid attention to her instead of going out with me.", he let out a dramatic sigh.

"She can never-"Seokjin cut Jungkook, "eh, why so angry birdy? Look, she just sent me a message."

Jungkook didn't even need to read the message.

This idiot, she sold her phone the week before.

"Thank you for having our services, we hope that your loved ones get pleasure and health."

Seokjin furrowed his brows but decided that he should leave but not without a

"What a psycho you are.", He snickered.

As Seokjin was leaving the shop, Shenjae marched in, not even seeing him and passing by him fastly, his whole face turned red as he glanced at Jungkook who shouted,

"Have a nice day!" he just left stomping his feet, gritting his teeth.

"KOO!" Shenjae came in running; her face was flushed and her hair distorted, her glasses were falling down, Jung kook raised his brows in surprise.

"Calm down, noona, what happened?" he took a deep breath.

"Did you forget?" she shouted.

"Uh, yes?" Jungkook rubbed his neck, trying to remember any bills he did not pay.