my turn hehe

maybe florist au and accidental eavesdropping with naoya? 👀

Bas! now that's a fun combo (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)◞

➳ Florist AU + Accidental Eavesdropping 

Coming from a line of florists serving the Zen’in clan, it was a given that eventually you’ll fulfill the role of the one in charge of the flower arrangements in the huge estate. They paid well and there were never any complaints about your family’s work, but there was something just so unsettling about this clan and their quarters. As if there’s always a pair of eyes on you, watching you from the shadows; it makes you feel like prey. Then there’s their heir with that foul mouth of his, never missing a chance to talk you down; he never touches you, he doesn’t have to, his sharp words and mocking gaze enough to make something within you crumble. You’re not sure if it’s your patience or your resistance.  One night you’re especially busy, preparing a room you’ve never been in before with huge bouquets of black dahlias. It’s an odd flower to be requested given its meaning, but you’re not one to ask questions–you learned young that sometimes it’s better not to know. You weren’t given any details about the occasion for preparing this room, but in the back of your mind you can’t help but think it looks almost like a ritual in the making. That’s when you hear it, quiet and hushed through the paper-thin walls, the voices of the heir and his father–something about ”watching a flower wilt” and “a possible vessel”--and without grasping the full context it makes your skin crawl. Run. Yeah, you should run. Except when you turn on your heels you’re facing Naoya, his face awfully close to yours, his smirk almost maleficent.  “You heard that, hm? Come on then, run. Try it. Poor little thing, aren’t ya?”

❦ fanfiction trope mash-up ask game!