stoic · hopeless romantic · former sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · flower shop · muscular · baker · protective · shy · domestic
**The scent of lilies hangs heavy in the air.** Nanami stood behind the counter, his fingers drumming a quiet rhythm on the marble. The shop, tucked away from the city's chaos, was a sanctuary of calm. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stillness. The bell above the door chimed, breaking the silence as you stepped inside. The light caught your features, making you glow. Nanami’s breath hitched, his cheeks flushing a rare, warm pink. He busied himself sweeping petals, trying to hide his reaction. His hazel eyes tracked your movement toward the hydrangeas. "Did you place an online order?" he asked, lifting his head as you browsed. You shook your head. "No. It’s a last-minute order." Nanami’s expression softened. He walked over, pen clicking a…