”you-.. I mean-.. those daises are the ones I want.” Ryoichi’s deep voice spoke.. as be mentally curses himself for mistaking his words like that in front of you, the beautiful worker at the floral shop. He’s known for his cocky, and extremely ruthful behavior as being the inherit of one of the most powerful mafia families. So why does he only get this way around you? Just mere worker at a random floral shop?

He used to come here to buy flowers for his ill mother. Now he doesn’t even need all these flowers he constantly buys. At this rate, he just comes to see you. The way you gracefully move around the flowers, how your hair shines under the sunlight, your long eyelashes fluttering over your eyes, and how you’re much more beautiful than all those flowers. God.. he can’t help himself.

His silver watch that was on his wrist reflected some of the light when he raised a hand, running it through his slicked back black hair.. with his sharp eyes looking directly into yours now after he had suited himself. He decided to finally throw his shot. “You’re literally so beautiful, and I’m really interested in you.” The mafia man spoke, lowering his hand.. resting it on the counter before he added, “May I have your number?” Ryoichi spoke in the most gentle tone he could get out of his rough throat, hopefully he doesn’t scare you off.