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“You’re so romantic for doing something like this, Bin hyung,” Jisung cooes on the other side of the phone, while Changbin nervously waits for updates.
“Hey, it was partly my idea too.” Minho whines then, and Changbin would hang up if he really didn’t need the other two right now. Minho and Jisung were a big part of the plan after all. They were his partners in not-really-a-crime-but-rather-a-sweet-gesture. If one of them fucks this up now, the whole planning would go to a waste. Not to talk about the huge amount of cash this took from Changbin.
It’s worth it.
“Can you keep your arguing for later? You know I’m trying to relax my mind before this huge date or whatever,” Changbin throws his free arm in the air even though the other two boys can’t see his frustrated gestures, “but you aren’t exactly helping.”
“Just tell Sungie I helped you come up with the idea and I will stop whining forever.” Minho says, dramatically, and Changbin’s pretty sure he hears Jisung whisper a little “oh my god, just stop” right after.
“It’s not my fault Jisung doesn’t think you’re romantic. And I’m definitely not gonna be the person that spices up your love life.” Changbin is already gagging at the thought. “Try harder next time, Minho hyung.”
Jisung chortles, before Changbin hears the boy muffle his next sentence, directed at Minho, “baby, don’t be upset, I know you’re the most romantic guy out there.”
But it’s true, Minho had been the one who came up with the idea. Without Minho, Changbin would’ve probably asked Felix to be his boyfriend at the cinema or something even less romantic. Like the bathroom of Burger King after Changbin clumsily spilled his milkshake and Felix, being the angel he is, made him strip out of his dirty jeans and tried to save them. The jeans, I mean. Because no one would’ve been able to save Changbin that night. Yes, not even Felix couldn’t save Changbin’s disgraced self that night.
Changbin was so moved he almost said the words out loud. Will you be my boyfriend?
But thanks to his, and of course Minho’s super genius plan, Changbin will now definitely be the boyfriend of the year.
If Felix wants to be his, after all.
“Ok, Minnie refuses to help out on the mission.” Jisung says then, but he doesn’t sound upset. It’s how playful those two can be without getting mad at each other that Changbin admires. “He’s making ugly faces at me now.”
“Jisung, Minho, I love you two, but this is not the reason I called you,” Changbin sighs, pressing a hand to his forehead. He has to suppress his laughter while the images of Minho’s silliest faces flood his mind. “I should’ve just made Chan hyung help me out.”
“Well, for your luck, It’s too late now, you moth man.”
“What did you just call me?”
“Wait, shh, I think he’s coming!” Jisung yells, eagerly. “I mean, target spotted, commander!” He gushes, like he’s some spy in a crappy action movie. Changbin can imagine him pressed against the window of Minho’s parents old van, tongue slightly peeking through his parted lips and eyes ready to pop out of his head from excitement.
Changbin rushes up from his seat at the words, his heart stuck in his throat. “Flowers! Flowers! Those fucking flowers! Where did I put the damn flowers?” He looks around, seeing everything but not the hundred thousand vases.
“They’re right on the table next to the front door,” Jisung helps him, and Changbin’s glad when he turns around and indeed spots the beautiful flowers staring right back at him. Thank god Jisung and Minho had helped him set up the place.
Changbin spurts forward, already gathering the bouquets in his hands. He tries to be as gentle as he can with the excitement and anxiousness he feels mixing in his bones. And stomach.
“Bin, you have approximately one minute before Felix steps in, so we’re gonna drive off, okay?” Minho’s finally back on the phone, and hearing his sane voice next to Jisung’s endless blabbering manages to calm him down a little. They both wish him good luck in unison as they end the call and Changbin forgets all about the device as he puts it down on the table.
He has something much more important coming up.
Changbin manages to gather all of the flowers in his arms just as the front door opens slightly and he spots Felix’s confused face peeking in. Somehow, he relaxes immediately at the sight of the boy he loves oh so much. It’s gonna be okay after all.
“Changbin hyung? What’s all of this?” Felix says, taking in the sight in front of him. Changbin, suited up, his lap full of bouquets as he waits for him.
But Changbin’s just as busy looking at Felix, his rosy cheeks and slightly chubby cheeks. The scarf wrapped loosely around his neck. Changbin can bet on 10000 KRW that Felix had been nuzzling his nose against it, hiding his face from the harsh wind as much as possible.
Adorable.
“Hyung?” Felix’s voice is even smaller this time, Changbin realising that taking in all of this happening in front of him must have made him shy.
“Lix,” Changbin says, stepping forward as he takes a shaky breath, the flowers feeling heavy against his chest as he hopes that Felix accepts all of this.
“You know how in movies, people always sit through these long dinners with their loved ones, feeling anxious as they wait till they can finally ask the question? The most important question of their life time?” Changbin jumps right into it, knowing if he wasted any more time his knees would give out under him.
“Wait, this isn’t a marriage proposal, right?” Felix laughs, and Changbin tries to give him a stern look for interrupting his speech, but he can’t. This is Felix after all, the boy with the prettiest smile in the whole wide universe. All of that just melts away when Felix grins at him, his face warm.
“Thanks for ruining the mood.” Changbin jokes, but he feels his heart skip a beat when Felix rushes towards him, grabbing his hand gently.
“No, no, baby, I was just joking,” He pouts a little, eyes sympathetic. “Continue, my love. And I promise I’ll stay quiet.”
Felix lets go and Changbin takes another deep breath, gathering his courage. The tiny bit of it he somehow still hasn’t lost.
“Well, I didn’t wanna do it like that. Like other people. Normal people,” He chortles cheekily, and smiles when Felix muffles a laugh. “I’m tired of waiting for you to be mine. So I thought- Well, Minho and I thought to be frank, that instead of spending the whole night together so I can finally ask you the question, I can just start with it.”
“And then we can eat later, of course. I didn’t pay for all of this just to go home, you know?” He says, letting out a low chuckle. He had made a reservation so the whole restaurant would be empty, booked just for the two of them. No nosy paparazzi, no loud and judging people, just the two of them in their own little world.
And, well, of course the staff.
Felix reflects the toothy grin Changbin feels on his face, both smiling at each other like idiots.
“So..”
“Yes.”
“No, you have to let me ask the question first.”
“But I can’t wait any longer!”
“Felix, will you-”
“Yes!”
“Felix,” Changbin’s voice is louder this time. His face is smiling, but his eyes are saying “if you interrupt me now, I’ll seriously make you regret it.” It gets the brat to shut up, but only for a mere second.
“Will you be my boyfriend?” The words roll off his tongue, feeling like Changbin has waited years to ask this.
“Of course, oh my god.” Felix replies immediately, finally closing the distance between them and circling his arms around Changbin’s neck. But before he can bring their faces together, Changbin’s reminded by the flowers in his hands and he takes a step back.
“I forgot!” Changbin exclaims, as Felix gives him a confused look. “The main part of this whole show and we just almost killed them.”
“What are you talking about? Who’s them? ” Felix whines a little, clearly upset about being turned down from a kiss.
“These!” Changbin fixes the flowers in his hands. “I spent hours learning about different flowers, memorizing the real meanings of them all, just to get you the best ones. The most meaningful ones,” Changbin says with a wink.
Felix blushes at the confession and Changbin feels his heart skip a beat again, in real awe at the thought that he is capable of making the younger’s cheeks look like that. He unwraps the paper around the flowers and takes a deep breath. Again.
“So, firstly..” He clears his throat as he tears his gaze from the bouquets in his arms to Felix. “I have some asters for you. They symbolize patience, and I really need to thank you for being so patient with me. It took me forever to realise you’re all I really want. Need.” Changbin smiles sheepishly at Felix’s surprised reaction when he accepts the flowers.
“Wow, you really weren’t joking around?” Felix asks, smelling the purple flowers. “You didn’t have to do so much, baby.”
Changbin tries not to get stuck on the pet name.
“Yes, I had to. It’s what you deserve!” He says, nodding his head at a furious speed when Felix laughs. “And I’m only getting started, so prepare!”
He reaches for the hydrangea flowers, definitely one of his favorites from now on. “This is hydrangea.” Changbin gives them to an anticipating Felix. “It symbolizes heartfelt emotions and it can be used to express gratitude for being understood. And you know I’m really lucky I have someone so understanding like you.. I fucked it all up because I was scared of losing you, but you forgave me.” Even if I don't deserve it.
“I thought we left that all behind, Binnie.” Felix pouts a little as he hides between the huge flowers. Changbin knows the topic is still fresh and obviously hurts, but he had to make sure Felix has really forgiven him. And now he has to fight the urge to reach across and kiss the pout away.
“I know, I know,” He apologises, already looking for another bouquet of flowers. “This is why the next flowers are daffodils! They indicate new beginnings, and I hope from the bottom of my ugly heart that today is one for us.”
“Shut up, your heart isn’t ugly,” Felix says as he accepts the daffodils, but he’s laughing again and Changbin is glad the sad topic is hopefully behind them for the rest of the night. “That’s a really pretty meaning though, and I hope so too.” He smiles, genuine and sweet.
“You look good with all of these flowers in your hands,” Changbin smiles as he looks down at the last two left. “You're my flower boy.” He whispers, and he hears Felix giggle.
A white chrysanthemum is next.
“I hope you accept this one because.. It stands for truth and loyal love and I just want you to know I will always be honest with you. I will be loyal and stay by your side as long as you let me to. And I will never keep any secrets, I promise.”
Felix’s touch lingers on his hand a little bit longer this time, and Changbin can see the younger’s eyes well up with tears. He tries to hide the fact that he’s about to sob by plastering a big smile on his face, and Changbin feels his heart break at the sight. “It’s okay, Lixie, don't cry. I love you.”
“I love you too,” Felix replies back shyly, hiding his face behind the chrysanthemum. “And I definitely want more of these. I think these are my favorite flowers from now on.”
“You’re only saying this because you haven’t seen the last one yet.” Changbin says, confidently smirking. He saved the best for last. Atleast he thinks so.
“See, these are white heathers. Okay, maybe they aren’t as beautiful as the chrysanthemum but, hear me out.” Changbin says, finally stepping closer to Felix as he takes all of the flowers from his hands and puts them back in the different vases. Felix lets him move without a question, waiting silently.
Changbin turns back to Felix with white heathers in his hands and eyes full of love. They’re only standing mere inches apart and he knows they’re both glowing red, cheeks warm, but it’s okay. It’s them.
“These symbolize protection, my love. I will protect you from everything and everyone bad. I won’t let anyone hurt you. And, well,” He smirks confidently and puffs a little. “No one would want to mess with me anyway. You know how big guns this jacket is hiding.”
“You’re so stupid,” Felix laughs, but Changbin knows he’s moved by the words. He hopes Felix knows how sincere he is when he says all of these things.
“They also indicate that all your wishes will come true,” Changbin says, taking the last step and snaking his free arm around Felix’s waist, bringing their foreheads together. “Even if you have a hard time believing in yourself, I will be here. I will make sure even the tiniest dreams of yours will come true. Trust me. I will make it all work.” Changbin says, pressing the last flowers into Felix’s open palm.
“I trust you.”
That’s all he really needs to hear before he brings their lips together, sharing a sweet mouth to mouth kiss. Nothing too much, but enough to get Felix to tangle his free hand in Changbin’s hair and card his fingers through it affectionately. Changbin swears he could die when the younger does it.
He whimpers a little and feels his whole neck turn red when they part a little, foreheads still pressed together. Felix giggles and Changbin can’t help but smile himself.
“This feels unreal.”
He understands completely.
“Especially because-” Changbin steals a quick kiss before he lets a giggling Felix continue, “you got me all these flowers-” another kiss is stolen, but can you really mind Changbin, “but not the most basic yet most loved, most romantic flowers?” Felix looks into Changbin’s eyes, grinning cheekily. “Where are my red roses, Bin hyung?”
Changbin takes Felix’s face into his hands, holding his chin gently as he turns it towards the left side of the big restaurant. “If you look there, my love, there’s a table waiting for us next to that big window. With dozens of red roses just for you.” Changbin would never forget something like this, he’s a sappy, sentimental boy after all.
A glint flashes in Felix’s eyes as he notices the roses, the ones that actually mean real love, and grabs Changbin’s hand with his much smaller one. “Oh my god, I need to take a picture of those, Hyunjin will die of jealousy. Let’s go!” He says, pulling them both forward. Changbin chortles at the younger’s enthusiasm, but a simple smile takes over his features when he looks down at their joined hands.
This is the boy he loves, and finally, what feels like a lifetime later, he got him.