Requested by Addyisacutie
And countless others!
(Y/n) has some sort of ADD
They aren't officially diagnosed by a doctor, but everyone around them knows.

Which is fine, (y/n) isn't treated much differently than any other coworker with out it.
All except for Alan.
Everyone knows Alan, a quiet and reserved character.
Doesn't like messes, or anything that involves impulse.
(Y/n) tries to stay out of his way, try to keep their voice low, to try to keep a calming radiation.

It's the small things that are seen small to others that you do, that make Alan annoyed, like smacking your gum, the constant need to tap something and then not being able to focus on a conversation when Alan is actually speaking to you.

Sometimes (Y/n) also tries not to annoy anyone so they would try to go outside to shake off the sudden jump of energy.
Like today.

That's when they met up with the tall red man.

It's another day in the office, pretty slow for a Wednesday, perfect to do a bit of gardening for the buildings yard.
He usually does it himself as the others aren't too fond of gardening.
Out in the afternoon sun, you stood out and watched Alan kneel into a flower bed and start pulling weeds and pulling them into a bucket.
He didn't notice he wasn't alone, the little ball of energy that he hoped didn't come to bother him during this time of peace.

They noticed the apron he usually wears when he was out gardening.
Smiling at the fact that he even wears it at all just makes you smile.
Everything that he does makes them feel bubbly.
Maybe that's why it makes them more nervous when they are around him.

They intertwined their fingers together and rapidly pulled them apart, starting a cycle of restlessness.

'What should I do?' They thought.
'I feel like he's annoyed by me, but how could I really know?

(Y/n) made their way down the hill and yelled out
Alan's name.
"Hey Alan! Fancy seeing you here!"
'Fancy seeing you here?? He's always here! Why are you so dumb, (y/n)'

Alan was startled, and jumped in his place, pulling a weed from the dirt clean out in the impact.
Alan mentally rolled his eyes, and looked to (y/n)
They broke into a run and jumped to their knees landing next to him.
Dirt dusting them both.
"Whatcha doin???" They asked ecstatically

Not wanting to be out right rude the his coworker, Alan threw away the weed that was still in his hand
"Pulling weeds. Gardening. Not like you would have any interest." He answered, almost hoping (y/n) would take a bit of a hint.
They didn't.
"Oh gardening! I thought you hate getting messy though?"
"This is a different mess."
"Oh! So like it's a good mess?"
"Sure."
"Oh, that's fun! Can I help?" They smiled
He was afraid they would ask.
"I would love to help, but this is a specific type of work you have to do and it is very complex."
"I love specific! And complex! Complex is my middle name actually! Well actually it's not.. it's actually (m/n) but it would be cool if my middle name was that huh?"

Alan just looked at (y/n), he didn't know how to get rid of (y/n). At this point what's the harm in letting them help?
Maybe if he let them help this one time, it wouldn't happen again.

WRONG

after a few more times of helping with the gardening, (y/n) in a routine, that they not once broke, That Alan reluctantly let them tag along, He actually started to enjoy their company.

Of course their little bursts of energy still annoyed him sometimes, but it wasn't as bad as he used to think they were.

Alan held a stalk up in the flower bed for (y/n) to tie a small support pole to.
They admired their work and as they pulled their hand back, it brushed against Alan's.
A shiver went up Alan's spine. The sudden touch, it felt almost static to him.
(Y/n) felt it too. That static went straight to their heart.

As they went on with the gardening, in silence.
Alan would occasionally give (y/n) an order to tie a knot double knotted or to space out a stalk a little more.
That's until he asked (y/n) what their favorite flower is. Breaking the ice between them. As he realized as they were in this routine, he didn't even know anything about them besides their name and their basic biological information.
"Flower? Hmm"
(Y/n) thought, they didn't really think about it before.
Sometimes they like all different types.

Maybe a rose? Too basic. Daisy? Too simple.
WAIT
"A dandelion." You smiled.
"Really? But a dandelion is a weed." Alan queried.
"Well I guess because they kind of like me."
"How so?"
"I think they're like me because when they are in their life cycle, it's like you don't even know if they're the same flower. One day they're a yellow flower, then they look like a paint brush then they look like a puff ball then they show up bald!"
"I guess they kind of are like you" Alan monotonously laughed, even if they didn't make since.
But this is (y/n) sometimes things that explain things that just make sense to them.

Then (y/n) asked.
"What's your favorite flower?"

"I guess a dandelion."

"Omg twins!!!"

"I guess so"
God they're cute.

Thank you for your request addyisacutie!
And thank you all for reading!
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I'm honored!