You received flowers every Monday at your doorstep, the very start of your work week.

Sometimes, just once in a while they would say 'Hoping a good start to your week' 'You look lovely today </3'

~D.A

A secret admirer was the LAST thing you expected but...it was hard to complain, certainly made you feel better...But uh...who could it be?

It certainly wasn't obvious, you didn't even know anyone with the initials D.A.! You opened the door on that cloudy Monday morning, knowing you were going to get them.

Hell- you had just woke up, didn't even get breakfast before picking up the bouquet and reading the note. 'Can't wait to see you at work today </3' ~D.A.~

You put the card up on the shelf, stored in the box where you keep the rest of your love letters. You peeled off the wrapping and replaced the wilted flowers with the new ones. They were beautiful ones, your favorite. Six daisies, four blue orchards, five lily of the valleys and a sunflower right in the center.

Once you parked your car and headed inside the office, you were greeted by your co-workers. Assisting in the prosecutors office was cozy. Shockingly so for how some of the attorneys here are.

Godot waved his hand for you to come in, letting you sit across from his desk. Without even a word he placed the files In front of you. Assisting some of these cases though..? Maybe not as cozy.

All of this searching for evidence was really getting drowsy-

What's that on his stand?

There's a small vase by the window with a daisy, blue orchid, lily of the valley and a large yellow sunflower. Just like the ones in your bouquet! What a coincidence...

Wait...

"Sir..? If you don't mind me asking...What are those?"

You pointed to the base behind him.

"Those? Oh. Just...flowers." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "They look just like the ones my admirer gives me, y'know. The one I told you about?" "Yeah...I heard..." he trailed off.

"...Godot?" "..." "...You're handwriting looks really similar to theirs..."

Godot bites his lip, his eyes refusing to look up from his paper as pink begins to flush his face. "I..."

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "I keep them in my office to know when you buy you new ones."

Your eyes widened with shock...That was...oddly sweet. For someone so cold...it was mind-boggling that he would be this warm towards you.

"...You said....Daisies were you favorite..." Godot muttered, looking away while he rubbed his arm.