Mr. White was always frowning at people, and people always avoid the grumpy Mr. But still everyone get to his flower shop because indeed Mr. White sells the most beautiful flowers in town.
Even their smell were so strong and delicious that Mr. White's flowers decored the most important places in town.
His Ikebana technics mesmerized even kids. But as I said, his frowning always kept people away.
Kyungsoo arrived at the Lee's abandoned farm. Slowly, he started to fix the hurdles that separated his farm from the others.
After cleaning the perimeter, Kyungsoo decided to have a beautiful garden all around the perimeter of the house, but he wanted to do it from scratch.
Selecting the seeds. Planting the seeds and watching the small plants searching for the sun, freeing themselves and sharing their beauty for just a small period of time.
Kyungsoo bought too many seeds in the different stores but they had too much work to do so no one really have the time to teach the new neighbor how to grow his seeds.
Mr. White flower shop was the last one Kyungsoo visited, every shop talked proudly of Mr. White, the Pioneer of flower shops in town.
Carefully, Kyungsoo put the seeds on the floor of Mr. White's flower shop. He was sweating hard because the day was awfully hot today.
As Kyungsoo went inside, the place was a bit chilly. The scent of the place was really awesome, delicate and exotic. But there was no Mr. White.
Kyungsoo waited, and waited and when he was about to leave. Mr. White appeared with docens of cacti in a tray.
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Kyungsoo met his husband in a daisies field. The sky was clear and a fresh breeze controlled the flowers movements.
A young man was dancing with a flower crown in his head. He was being photographed, twirling all over the place.
Kyungsoo was mesmerized, he had never seen someone that handsome. The man stole his every breath.
Hours passed by and photos were still taken. Kyungsoo's stomach made few noises interrupting his firm stare.
Kyungsoo found himself just beside the crew, wondering when did he get that close. He must have spaced out again.
The photoshoot was in a pause, the crew was having a snack while the handsome man was contemplating on eating the beautiful daises infront of him.
Kyungsoo feel a hard pull towards him. Again without his knowledge he got closer to the man that captivated him, extending his arms offered the handsome man his tangerine.
It was really late and Kyungsoo was going to eat the tangerine in his way back home but got interrupted by the beautiful scene.
The handsome man started to smile and gladly accepted the fruit from Kyungsoo's hand. But as Kyungsoo's was hungry too, his stomach betrayed him in front of the man.
The man was eating deliciously as he was videotaping a commercial. Hearing the ragfjdkk sound from his benefactor, the young man selected the most juicy slice and got it near Kyungsoo's lips asking for permission.
In that moment Kyungsoo's heart was owned.
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Kyungsoo's husband liked to take care of cacti, his profession demanded lots of time and flowers withered early. Small quantity of water small care time, it was perfect.
Countless memories hit Kyungsoo all at once. With tears in his eyes, begging to be freed, he ask the man everyone respect if he could teach him how to grow beautiful plants as his.
It was no lie the frowning Mr. White had permanent in his old face. But Kyungsoo understood right away.
Kyungsoo searched for his glasses, they were in his jersey pocket. He needed glasses because he had astigmatism since he was a little kid, he got LASIK few months ago since he decided to search for a farm to take care of as he dreamt all his childhood, but carried his glasses because he always forgot he can see well now, like out of habit.
Kyungoo lend his glasses to Mr. White and opened the door to a new world for Mr. White.
They became friends right after that.
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Sometimes Mr. White asked Kyungsoo about his husband usually when Mr.White watched Kyungsoo staring blankly at the cacti, and only sometimes Kyungsoo talked about his ray of happiness that was no longer by his side.
