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  • Atticus was on his normal route for deliveries. He was taking online college classes so he could allow more time for work. More work meant more money, of course, and that's all that mattered. It was a different story though when it came to his next stop. Sure, it was still flowers- his least favorite thing to deliver because of all the weird smell combinations- but an employee there attracted his interest. He never imagined doing anything with the other boy. They seemed so different, he never thought it'd come to anything. Atty got whatever flowers he needed and carried them inside. His eyes immediately locked onto the boy and his frame. "Caspian?" He said, walking over. Atticus laughed gently at Caspian's excitement. He was so adorable. "Is it only flowers that make you this excited?" He teased.

  • Atticus leaned on the counter and rested his head in his hands. His icy ble eyes observed Caspian walk over to the rose and pick it up, then watched his mouth as he spoke. He never wanted to kiss him so badly as he did right now. Atticus smiled and laughed a bit hearing and seeing his face as Caspian explained about the flower. “You’re gonna get yourself in trouble one day for being adorable around me.” Atticus replied, standing back up and keeping his hands on the counter. Atticus feigned his interest in the flower. Maybe it’d make Caspian happy.

  • Atticus watched his motions before flickering his eyes back to Caspian’s mouth. He shifted his gaze to Caspian’s eyes. “Just deliveries.” He answered with a sigh. He much rather stay here with the other boy. “After work, I think I’ll just stay home and watch a movie or something.” He guessed. Atticus leaned back on the counter again, placing his head in his hand. He needed a nap. Maybe that’s what he’d do before his movie.