W. 5pm
“Aren’t you cold?”
Ho-seok asked, keeping his eyes on the road from the driver's seat.
Jiwon, sitting in the passenger seat, put both hands on her knees and bowed her head.
It was me.
“It’s okay. It’s not as cold as I thought.”
" still."
Hoseok rummaged through his pockets with one hand and smiled slightly.
I took something out.
" this. "
A small hot pack landed on Jiwon's lap.
As the still lukewarm warmth seeped in, Jiwon was slightly surprised
I raised my head.
“Oh my, when did you get this?”
“Before we leave, I’m afraid you might be cold, Jiwon.”
The tone of voice sounded casual, but Jiwon's ears were
Before I knew it, it had turned red.
" thank you. "
“No way. Just buy me coffee later.”
Hoseok smiled playfully and drove onto the road where the light had changed.
A brief silence. The soft sound of a guitar flowed from the radio.
Then Hoseok asked cautiously.
“How about a one-day class?”
“One-day class?”
“Yeah. Making flowers. There are some that you can make yourself and take home.
It's more fun than you think. It smells good, and the photos come out well."
Jiwon's eyes sparkled.
“Okay. I’ve always wanted to try something like that, actually.”
"Really? That's a relief. I was worried it might not be fun."
“There’s no way it wouldn’t be fun if Ho-seok was with us.”
At those words, the corners of Hoseok's mouth slowly rose.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the space between them warmly.
That moment was a little warmer than the warmth of the hot pack.
When the car stopped, Hoseok opened the door first and got out.
“Be careful. The floor is slippery.”
Jiwon nodded slightly.
In front of the workshop, there is a white sign that says, “Flower of the Day: Ranunculus.”
There was a phrase written on it.
Soft music and the scent of flowers drifted through the window.
As I opened the door, warm air came in with a small bell sound.
I met two people.
Inside, there are pastel-toned walls and dried flower bouquets on the windowsill.
It was hanging.
“Welcome.”
A teacher with a bright smile welcomed the two.
"Today is a couples flower class. We'll help each other make a bouquet."
Hoseok smiled slightly and looked at Jiwon.
“They’re a couple.”
“Oh, no, we…” Jiwon quickly waved his hand,
The teacher laughed playfully and said, “Still, it suits you well~”
Jiwon sat down with a red face.
Ho-seok couldn't hide his smile when he saw her like that.
The teacher brought flowers of various colors and arranged them neatly.
Yellow ranunculus, pink tulips, white baby's breath, and purple
Sweet pea.
As Jiwon carefully reached out and picked a flower, Hoseok
Asked from the side.
“Which of these do you think is the prettiest?”
“Um… this is it.”
What Jiwon picked up was a lavender sweet pea.
“As expected. That suits you well, Jiwon.”
“Saying that again…”
Jiwon smiled and lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth went up slightly.
From how to hold flowers to how to tie ribbons,
Hoseok followed along awkwardly at first, but soon got the hang of it.
“Can I tie it like this?”
“Yes, that’s right. You’re better than I thought.”
“I’m naturally good with my hands.”
“You really have a lot of confidence.”
When Jiwon laughed, Hoseok laughed too.
That smile was warmer than the flower petals on the table.
“I will try to finish this on my own without your help.”
Ho-seok said while tying the ribbon.
“What are you going to do with the flowers you made?”
“Um…” Jiwon thought for a moment, then turned her gaze to Hoseok.
“It’s a secret.”
Hoseok opened his eyes wide and looked at her.
Purple petals sway, and the fragrance wafts lightly between the two people.
It brushed past.
“Ah. What is it? I’m curious.”
“I’ll tell you later~”
At that moment, the air in the workshop changed slightly.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, gently illuminating the flowers and the two people's faces.
As if something was really blooming.
.
.
.
“I made flowers… Shall we go get some coffee now?”
Jiwon said, holding a bouquet of wrapped flowers in his hand.
“Okay. Where should we go?”
“There’s a dog cafe nearby. I heard there are Samoyeds there.”
“A Samoyed?! That white, fluffy puppy?”
“That white, fluffy puppy?”
Jiwon's eyes grew wide.
"Yeah. They're really big and gentle. Do you like dogs, Jiwon?"
“It’s amazing!”
Hoseok opened the car door with a smile.
"Then I should go. I have to finish today's date perfectly."
The moment you open the cafe door, a soft bell rings
A white fur ball ran towards the two people.
“Wow—so cute!”
Jiwon instinctively bent his knees.
A huge Samoyed wagged its tail and rubbed its face against her hand.
“His name is ‘Mongi’.”
Ho-seok said while reading the instructions.
Jiwon smiled and patted Mongi's head.
“The name is pretty too… The fur is really soft.”
Hoseok, who was watching the scene, took out his camera for no reason.
“Just stay still, I’ll take a picture.”
“Right now? Your face must look weird.”
“It’s okay. I think the puppy will cover it all?”
Click.
The screen shows Jiwon smiling gently next to a white puppy.
Under the sun, a bouquet of flowers, the fur of a Samoyed, and her smile
It blended together like one scene.
" pretty. "
As Ho-seok muttered indifferently, Ji-won raised her head.
“Right, puppies are the cutest thing in the world.”
“…That too, and.”
“And?”
“You don’t have to know.”
Hoseok quickly averted his gaze and went to order coffee.
Jiwon bit her lip slightly and held back a laugh.
After a while, two cups of warm latte were placed.
A Samoyed pokes its head out between two people sitting by the window.
I rested my chin on my hand.
“This guy is really trying to get between us.”
“Hahaha so cute”
At Ho-seok's words, Ji-won hesitated for a moment and then smiled faintly.
An afternoon with white fur flying,
An air thicker than the scent of coffee hung between the two.