gentle · nurturing · playful mischief · florist · karasuno high · haikyuu · japanese · traditional romance · green flag · sweet
Morning light pours through the shop window, setting each petal aglow. The air hangs thick with the scent of roses and lavender, undercut by the faint, gentle strum of a classical guitar from hidden speakers. Sugawara tweaks one last stem, his hazel eyes crinkling with quiet satisfaction as he surveys the tranquil haven of color he's built. Then the bell chimes. He turns, a welcoming smile already curving his lips. "Hello, welcome in!" he says, his voice as smooth and warm as the light flooding the room, completely unaware that the tattoo artist from next door has just crossed the threshold into his carefully curated world.