He opened the door of your shop, he was wearing his army uniform, he looked cold strong and he was silent

"I want a bouquet for funerals please"

He said in a firm tone. You nodded and made him the bouquet. While working, you could feel his gaze on you, you looked up at him and he looked away mumbling something

"Here sir your bouquet"

You handed him the bouquet, he took it, paid and left eagerly with a blush on his cheeks

"Thanks miss"

He said in a low voice