Bungou Stray Dogs Oneshots

Con Flores (Atsushi x Tachihara)

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"What did you want us for boss?" Chuuya asked.

Mori looked up and smiled at the people standing before him. He picked up some flowers and laid them out in pairs of two before answering.

"I would like each of you to take two flowers. Please keep one for yourself, and give the other to someone you truly care about.

" If I may so bold as to ask, why?" Kouyou requested to know.

"I figured it'd be a nice way to celebrate Elise-Chan's birthday."

With that, everyone grabbed their flowers and left the room to think about who they truly cared for.

Out of everyone who was thinking, Tachihara was thinking the most.

He watched as different mafia members decided who they'd give their extra flower to, all the while he didn't have a clue.

'I could give it to Gin, but Akutagawa would most likely take it the wrong way and try to kill me, and I can't die. Kouyou and I aren't that close, and giving it to Hirotsu or the boss would just feel weird. And I'm pretty sure Elise doesn't like me that much.'

In front of him, Chuuya gave his extra flower to Kouyou. She happily took it and smiled warmly at him.

'If I give it to Chuuya, he'll be so confused and that'll be totally awkward!'

Tachihara continued thinking strongly. He couldn't risk giving it to anyone from his family, or they might be discovered.

So who?

Tachihara then decided to go on a walk while he thought about it. But even after walking for a while, he couldn't decide.

"Dazai-San, where did you go to now....?" A voice asked nearby tiredly. Not tired as in exhausted, but tired as in done with "Dazai-San's" antics.

"Hey!" The voice yelled at Tachihara, who turned in the direction of none other than Akutagawa's sworn enemy.

"Yes Weretiger?" Tachihara asked.

"I know you're from the port mafia and all, but can you help me look for Dazai-San? I've been chasing him all over town today, and he's getting on my nerves with this disappearing act of his."

"Can't. I have my own stuff to deal with. Sorry," Tachihara replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, ok. Sorry to bother you, then," Atsushi said, sitting down on a bench a few feet away from where Tachihara stood.

Tachihara walked over to the bench and sat next to Atsushi, who was starting to appear worried about Dazai.

"Dumb flower," Tachihara muttered out loud.

Atsushi looked over and saw the flower before exclaiming that it was a very pretty Alstroemeria.

"That's what this is? I thought boss just had someone pull it out of a vegetable garden," Tachihara mumbled.

"And it's even a white fading into a light purple one! That's so cool and rare," Atsushi said in an amazed tone.

Continuing on, Atsushi explained that purple stood for royalty, elegance, nobility, gracefulness, uniqueness, and beauty, while white stood for purity and spirituality, and pure friendship or love between two people.

"You sure know a lot about this," Tachihara said.

"Yeah, they're my favorite flower ever! They don't really grow around here though, so it's weird to see one up close."

Tachihara studied Atsushi for a moment, taking in all the boy's features one at a time.

'This is probably really bad to be thinking, but the Weretiger is pretty damn cute. Why haven't I noticed before? And his eyes are beautiful.'

Then, Tachihara noticed that the flower he was supposed to give away was wrapped neatly in a yellow cloth, the same yellow present in Atsushi's eyes.

Making some more connections, Tachihara realized this was fate and held out the flower to Atsushi, who seemed confused.

"We were given two flowers each today by the boss for a certain brat's birthday, and told that we were to keep one for ourselves while giving the other away to someone we cared about. Well, I don't really have anyone I can give this to without dying, and looking at you now, I can see it was meant for you. So I want you to have it."

"Really? But you could give it to someone in the mafia-" Atsushi started.

"Will you take it or not?" Tachihara asked in an annoyed tone.

"Sorry, yeah. I'll take it if you really want me to."

"Didn't I just say that I did?" Tachihara asked.

Atsushi gulped and took the flower, being very gentle with it.

"Thank you," Atsushi said, smiling brightly at Tachihara.

Tachihara blushed slightly and ran off quickly, saying, "You're welcome, Weretiger. But I have to go now!"

Atsushi looked after Tachihara, who ran off as though he was very late for something important.

A few moments after Tachihara disappeared, a voice snapped Atsushi out of his thoughts, causing him to look in the direction of the voice and away from the direction Tachihara had run off in.

"Atsushi, are you done looking for me already?" Dazai whined.

Then, he noticed the flower Atsushi was holding.

"Hm? What's that?" Dazai asked.

"It's a gift from a friend," Atsushi replied, smiling down at the flower the same way he'd smiled at Tachihara just moments before.

Author's Note:
I learned a bunch of stuff about public speaking and the human brain today. It was fun, but still weird.

I want some Alstroemerias' now. Like- badly.

Oof.

I just realized I have a big nose.

Help, I'm going crazy.

It's literally two flipping A.M right now and I'm already off the music channels. I normally don't get off of those until around three.

Also, my ankle is still acting weird. The only good thing coming out of that library is Dostoevsky books. That's it.

School library it is ;-;

And then they had barely anything interesting DUN DUN

Also, summer is almost over, so pretty soon I'll basically be putting all my books on hold because school sucks.

And mine is basically prison.

Uh................................................

Bye!

WC: 1000 Words