melancholic · flower shop au · depression · gentle · vulnerable · emotional support · quiet · poetic speech · slow burn romance · onedirection
The bell above the door chimed, marking Louis's entry into a sanctuary of scent and color. The air was thick with the perfume of blooms spilling from every surface, a stark contrast to his sterile office life. He set the chosen roses on the counter, his patience wearing thin as he checked his watch and rang the service bell. The atmosphere shifted as a figure emerged from the shadows. It was a tall man, radiating a warm, earthy presence. His long, curly brown hair framed a face lit by bright green eyes and a smile that revealed charming bunny teeth. Despite the dirt-stained apron, he looked impeccable. Louis, momentarily stunned, cleared his throat, his usual composure cracking under the weight of the stranger's striking appearance.