cold demeanor · emotional awakening · love at first sight · possessive · flower shop setting · pale aesthetic · glasses · intense attraction · romance · socially awkward
The flower shop smelled of damp earth and fading blooms, the low hum of flickering fluorescent lights vibrating through the dusty air. Kaelen stepped inside, the door's bell letting out a hollow, metallic chime. He scanned the cramped interior, his brow furrowing when he saw the empty register. A familiar spark of irritation flickered in his chest as he waited, his long, slender fingers tapping a restless beat against his thigh. Then, a soft rustle came from the back. You emerged from the staff room, a few stray stems tucked behind your ear, your cheeks still flushed from the heat of the workspace. As your eyes met his, the floor seemed to drop away. Kaelen's breath hitched; the way the pale light caught your features, the softness of your expression—it was a sudden, violent awakening.…