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Every Tuesday (Kangteuk + QMi, one-shot)

This is kind of a big post for me because as of today, I've been posting one fic a week, every week, for one full year! This is the last post of this one-year experiment/adventure.

I'd also like to say that since I've hit the one-year mark, I'm going to stop posting fic as much as I have been. I'm not going to stop writing, and I'm definitely going to take care of those requests and uncompleted fics I've yet to finish—I haven't forgotten them. I'm just not going to kill myself to publish one fic a week anymore. It should make it a little easier on your f-lists, anyway ;_;

Title: Every Tuesday
Rating: G
Word Count: 3,281
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Character Study
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairings: Leeteuk+QMi, Leeteuk/Kangin, Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi, Heechul/Han Geng, Henry's too cool for a pairing!
Warnings: Pointless hardcore WAFF, questionable characterization, lack of any real ending
Summary: AU. Leeteuk runs a flower shop, Henry fixes washing machines, and Kyuhyun falls in love.
A/N: For

ennie03's birthday. (There's an amazing Russian translation here, oh my goodness). This fic happened because of this conversation:

lark (5:53:21 PM): [Leeteuk] should be somewhere running a flower shop or something
ennie03 (5:53:26 PM): hfkawehfkwaehfakwef
lark (5:53:29 PM): HE SHOULD
lark (5:53:36 PM): BEING DOTED ON BY OLD GRANDMOTHERS AND SCHOOLGIRLS WALKING HOME
ennie03 (5:53:38 PM): I WOULD GO TO THAT FLOWER SHOP EVERYDAY
ennie03 (5:53:41 PM): AND BECOME HIS FRIEND
lark (5:54:10 PM): ME TOO ;_;

Cross-Posts: DW & AO3.

Every Tuesday

Every Tuesday, a person comes into the shop, smelling like the laundromat next door. He smiles at Leeteuk in passing, trying not to distract him from the corsages he's working on—the winter dance is soon, and Leeteuk is always up-to-date with the latest trends—and makes his way to the back of the store. There, the most tropical plants live (and there the heat is highest), and he unwinds his scarf from around his neck and stuffs it into the large bag he always carries. He admires the orchids and plumeria but never touches, something which Leeteuk appreciates.

When Leeteuk glances up from the sprays of baby's breath, a few fingers pinning a last carnation in place, he sees him leaning over and speaking to one quietly.

"Do you like that one?" Leeteuk calls. His customer looks up, eyes wide as if he's been caught doing something silly. (It is a little silly, but Leeteuk understands the impulse.)

"They're all beautiful," the man replies, recovering with a wide smile. Leeteuk murmurs his thanks, and the man continues, "This one is new, isn't it? It wasn't here last week."

Leeteuk nods. "New shipments come in every few months."

"What do you do with the plants you don't sell?"

"Well, usually I have to throw them out," Leeteuk admits, and the man looks instantly pained.

Three weeks later, the same man plucks the orchid from the shelf and, after a few soft strokes along its leaves, brings it over to the register.

"You're finally buying it?" Leeteuk says.

"I don't want it to die," he explains. He places it on the counter and stares at it for a moment before pulling his hands away, as if he's unwilling to let go.

"Are you sure?" Leeteuk asks. "Orchids are difficult. They need specific temperatures, humidities..."

The man nods. "I'd appreciate any advice, though," he says, sounding a little nervous.

Leeteuk escorts him to the back of the shop, and a few minutes later the orchid on the counter is surrounded by a tiny collection of supplies. "That will be eighty dollars and forty-five cents," Leeteuk says.

The man hesitates, his hands on the zipper of his bag. "...That's expensive."

"Orchids are expensive," Leeteuk replies evenly.

He stares at the plant for a moment before he shakes his head and pulls out his wallet. "Do you accept American Express?"

After the transaction is over, the man extends a hand. "I'm Zhou Mi," he says. "Thanks for letting me visit your shop all the time."

"Leeteuk," Leeteuk responds, accepting the handshake with a friendly smile. "I knew you'd buy something eventually."

--

"How's she doing?" Leeteuk asks next Tuesday.

"She's fine," Zhou Mi says, stomping his feet on the mat to dislodge the snow. "I put her close to the radiator. Is she supposed to have spots?"

"On the petals? That's normal," Leeteuk tells him. "It's just part of her coloration."

The phone rings and Leeteuk reaches for it with an apologetic wave; Zhou Mi nods, smiling, and heads to the back to admire the latest shipment of begonias. The snow begins to melt in Zhou Mi's hair. Leeteuk sees him swiping the water off of his neck and walks over with a towel, the phone still pressed to his ear.

"Oh—thanks."

Leeteuk smiles and turns away, replying, "Thank you for calling Miracle Flower Shop, how may I help you?"

--

"I could keep my calendar by you," Leeteuk says the next time he visits. "It's not Tuesday unless Zhou Mi comes."

He laughs, adjusting his bag. "I have a lot of clothing," he says, "And the laundromat's heater is broken, so it's easier to come here. Actually, a lot of things are broken in that laundromat," he says, as if to himself. "Most of the washing machines are broken too. Not many people go there."

"It's under new management now, isn't it?" Leeteuk asks. He'd heard from Shindong, who owned a shop across the street.

Zhou Mi shrugs, spreading his hands. "He's just running it until his uncle recovers from surgery," he says. "His name is Han Geng."

--

"Of course they're broken, they're from China," Leeteuk hears when he opens the door. Zhou Mi is right; the laundromat is unusually cold, but most of the machines are off and so, evidently, is the heater. He adjusts his grip on the vase and walks farther in until he sees two men. The younger one is on his knees before an open dryer, wiping his forehead with the back of one gloved hand.

"Hello?" Leeteuk ventures, and the two of them turn.

"Sorry," the older man offers with a slight accent and a smile, "We're cl—" Then he takes in Leeteuk's lack of laundry and abundance of flowers. "Can I help you?" he tries again, cautiously.

"I'm Leeteuk," he says, shifting the vase to one hand and extending the other one. Han Geng takes it; his hand is cold, which isn't surprising, considering the store's temperature. "I own the flower shop next door. I heard you're Mr. Chen's nephew?"

"Yes," Han Geng says. "I should be here for a few months." The mechanic has now crawled partially into the washing machine, leaving his legs and some of his torso exposed. "That's Henry," he says. "He's a friend of the family." Henry sticks a hand out of the machine and waves before there are a series of loud clanging noises.

"I think this is a lost cause," Henry declares a moment later. "Honestly, it'll be cheaper for you to just buy new ones—it's Canada, we have more washing machines than people."

Han Geng rolls his eyes and tries to nudge Henry further into the washing machine, but Henry kicks free easily. "Stop," he says, distracted, before he starts wrestling with the machine again.

Leeteuk laughs and Han Geng looks up, a soft smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. "Come to the back," he offers. "I've got a space heater in there, and Henry should be busy for a while."

Leeteuk settles the vase on his desk as Han Geng pours two cups of tea. "I brought the flowers for your uncle," he says.

"Thank you," Han Geng replies, handing him a cup. "I'll tell him you send your regards." Leeteuk nods his thanks and Han Geng settles into a chair, waving at Leeteuk to sit as well.

"So. A flower shop," Han Geng says.

"It's a good life." Leeteuk replies. "Are you looking to take over the laundromat eventually?"

Han Geng shakes his head. "I'm going to take over my parents' restaurant," he says. "Probably."

"You're not sure?"

"Things will happen as they happen," Han Geng says, shrugging.

--

Leeteuk is starting to think that he needs more space. He's had to resort to stocking surplus on the highest shelves in the store and he's getting really tired of breaking out the stepladder every two minutes.

By the end of the day, he's cursing under his breath as he sets the ladder up. He's preparing to climb it when a skinny arm reaches over his head, plucks the box from the shelf, and hands it to him.

"The sign outside says you're hiring," the kid says with a smirk.

--

Kyuhyun works hard, but Leeteuk quickly learns that he's best situated in the back room or at least behind the cash register—anywhere that keeps him as far away from customers as possible. It always starts the same way: a customer asks a question, Kyuhyun gives a humorous answer, and the customer laughs for a moment before he realizes that the joke's about him and the conversation dives into awkward silence.

"Would you go to the back and see what orders are left for today?" Leeteuk says, before Kyuhyun can do any more damage.

Kyuhyun obligingly goes to the back, winking at a schoolgirl as he walks past. She blushes furiously and turns to hide her face in an armful of violets. Leeteuk watches with amusement.

Kyuhyun is useful not just because he is tall, and not just because he's intelligent and efficient—but because Leeteuk's had a lot more customers ever since he hired him.

Maybe he should let Kyuhyun work the floor after all, personality be damned.

--

"Who is that, anyway?" Kyuhyun asks.

"That's Zhou Mi," Leeteuk says. "He's our best customer."

Zhou Mi laughs. "I've only bought one plant."

"I have high hopes for you," Leeteuk replies.

--

"You're so obvious," Leeteuk says a week later as trims the thorns off a dozen roses.

Kyuhyun starts. "What?"

"Just go talk to him," Leeteuk says. "He's very friendly."

Kyuhyun mutters something and wanders off to put price tags on things.

Zhou Mi moves to the counter and begins to chat with Leeteuk. Leeteuk is, as always, a friendly conversationalist, but he's distracted by the intensity with which Kyuhyun is staring holes into the back of Zhou Mi's head.

"Kyuhyun!" he finally calls. His assistant's gaze swerves to meet his. "Go to the back and check how many boxes of twist ties we have left. And go ahead and order some more if we're out," he adds, just to be cruel.

Kyuhyun glares at him, but does as he's told.

"He seems nice," Zhou Mi says, his eyes following Kyuhyun as he gets to his feet and leaves.

Leeteuk nods. "He's clever," he says. "He works hard."

Then he looks at Zhou Mi, calculating.

"Zhou Mi," he says. "I'm sorry, but—would you mind grabbing some of the cellophane for me from the back room? Kyuhyun will know where it is," he says.

"Sure," Zhou Mi says, and trots away.

"Take your time," Leeteuk calls after him.

--

The next time Leeteuk visits the laundromat, he's greeted by the gentle whir of tumbling laundry. Henry is manning the front counter, reading a thick textbook. He looks up at the jangling doorbell and his face breaks into a smile when he sees who it is.

"No flowers today?" Henry says.

Leeteuk shakes his head. "I'm looking for Kyuhyun."

"Sure," Henry says. He points towards a corner, where Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun are sitting with their heads bowed.

They look up when Leeteuk approaches them. "Stop stealing my assistant," Leeteuk says to Zhou Mi.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Mi says, standing and dragging a less-than-happy Kyuhyun up with him, "I lost track of time."

Han Geng takes that moment to step out of his office. When he sees Leeteuk, his face breaks into a smile. "I thought I heard familiar voices," he says. "How are you doing?"

"Fine, fine," Leeteuk says. "The flower truck's here with our new shipment, so I was just coming to get Kyuhyun."

"Do you need help?" Han Geng says. "I can help. Henry can watch the store."

Henry, from the counter, waves one hand and turns a page of his textbook with the other.

--

When they step outside, there's a dark green truck parked outside the flower shop. "Leeteuk!" a man calls when he sees them, unfolding his arms. "Don't keep me waiting, I've got—" he stops dead when he sees Han Geng near the back of the group. "Where have you been hiding this one?" he demands.

Han Geng laughs. "This is Han Geng," Leeteuk says. "He's running the laundromat next door for a little while. Han Geng, this is Heechul."

"I usually help run my parents' restaurant," Han Geng says as they all begin to lift plants out of the back of the truck.

"Yeah? You hiring?" Heechul asks.

Han Geng looks him over. "Can you cook?"

"Heechul," Leeteuk says, strangled-sounding as he tries to lift a huge tray of flowers from the back of the truck, "Can you talk about th—"

"Don't distract me," Heechul snaps.

"I like him," Kyuhyun says as he helps Leeteuk carry it inside.

Leeteuk sighs. "Of course you do."

--

Zhou Mi waves at Leeteuk through the window, where he's setting up a new display for Valentine's Day. Leeteuk gives him a wide grin and waves back, and Kyuhyun looks up from the tulips that he's sorting.

When Zhou Mi enters the store, he heads over to Kyuhyun and teases a tulip free. "Here," he says, handing it back to Kyuhyun.

Kyuhyun frowns. "What did you do that for?"

"Keep it," Zhou Mi says, smiling. "Tulips mean perfect love."

A few seconds later, Kyuhyun remembers to close his mouth.

"That'll be eighty-five cents," Leeteuk calls without turning around.

--

Han Geng's uncle has made a full recovery, and his laundromat is better (and warmer) than ever.

Henry drops by the flower shop after installing some new washing machines (made in South Korea) and gives him updates: Han Geng is back at his parents' restaurant and Heechul is the best head waiter the restaurant has ever had, he says. Henry scratches the back of his neck and smiles up at Leeteuk. "Han Geng said he'd give you a free meal if you ever came over."

"Maybe sometime," Leeteuk says. Henry nods, scribbles directions on a torn-off piece of notebook paper, and wanders off down the sidewalk.

--

Leeteuk is just unlocking the door for the morning. It's quiet, like always; he gets some traffic early in the day but never as much as the afternoons. Kyuhyun has class, so he doesn't come in until ten, and Zhou Mi won't be along until the evening.

The street is quiet, except for the busy humming of passing cars. The day is overcast, a little foggy, and Leeteuk shivers as the early spring chill works its way down the back of his collar. He undoes one lock before he hears, "Grandma, wait—"

The voice echoes off the buildings since there's no other sound to drown it out, and Leeteuk turns, curious. A young man at the crosswalk is placing an old woman's hand on his forearm. "You have to be careful," he scolds. "Now we can go."

Leeteuk watches as the two of them make their way across the street. "Mrs. Kim!" he calls when they've reached his side, "I haven't seen you in a while."

"Oh! Leeteuk, is that you?"

When they reach the store, she pats his cheek. "Still as handsome as ever," she says, and Leeteuk laughs.

"This is my grandson, Kangin," she says. "He's visiting me for a few months."

"Pleased to meet you," Leeteuk says. Kangin's eyes turn into crescents when he smiles, and Leeteuk's smile softens.

"Come in," Leeteuk says. "We're just opening."

--

"I'm closing the shop early today." Leeteuk says next Tuesday.

Both Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun turn to stare at him. "Why?" Kyuhyun asks.

"I have a meeting with someone," he says.

"You mean you have a date," Kyuhyun says.

"Really?" Zhou Mi comes over at once. "With who?"

"You don't know him," Leeteuk says.

Kyuhyun turns away, feigning disinterest, but Zhou Mi's eyes are bright. "Where are you taking him?"

"Han Geng's restaurant."

"Classy," Kyuhyun says.

"I'm glad you think so," Leeteuk says evenly.

"Kyuhyun," Zhou Mi says, tugging at him, "Leeteuk is happy right now. Don't ruin it."

Leeteuk chuckles and flips the store sign to Closed.

--

Zhou Mi places another orchid on the counter.

"Another one?" Leeteuk says.

"For Kyuhyun," he says. "I thought it'd be nice."

Leeteuk glances at Kyuhyun, who's pretending to ignore them from behind a potted palm. "Don't give him an orchid," Leeteuk says.

Leeteuk guides Zhou Mi to a shelf of strange, twisted plants. "Air plants," Leeteuk says. "He won't be able to kill this. Well, unless he really tries."

"Why isn't one plant enough?" Kyuhyun says. "You already have a plant. I don't want a plant."

"They could keep each other company when we're out," Zhou Mi says.

"It's a plant," Kyuhyun says. "It doesn't need company."

Zhou Mi just sighs.

Leeteuk picks up the air plant and brings it to the counter. "I should hire Zhou Mi instead."

"You'd miss me too much," Kyuhyun says.

"Who'd miss you?" Leeteuk replies, laughing.

--

Kangin visits only once during store hours. Leeteuk steps outside to talk to him, shooting warning looks over his shoulder as Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi ogle Kangin through the window.

"I was in the area," Kangin says. "I thought I'd stop by."

Leeteuk can still feel two pairs of eyes on him, and swallows. "Do you want to get some coffee?"

Kangin's eyebrows bunch together. "Can you do that?"

Leeteuk raises a hand to say hold on, and then sticks his head inside the door. "Zhou Mi," he says, "Will you watch the store for a little while? Make sure Kyuhyun doesn't break anything."

"I'm the one who works here," Kyuhyun shouts from the back room.

Leeteuk steps back onto the sidewalk and smiles at Kangin. "Okay," he says, "we can go."

Kangin tries to hold his hand once they're a few blocks away, but Leeteuk gently slips his hand free. "I'm too old for that," he says.

"Nonsense," Kangin says, but he slings an arm around Leeteuk's shoulders instead. "You worry too much, hyung."

"I've got to get back to the store," he says eventually.

"I'll see you tonight?" Kangin says, hopeful.

Leeteuk considers for a moment. When he gets up to clear the table, he nods (just so he can see Kangin smile again).

--

Kangin has taken to helping Leeteuk close the store in the evening after Kyuhyun and Zhou Mi have left. Tonight, he's helping Leeteuk clear the cash register.

"I've decided to stay here," Kangin says after a few minutes.

Leeteuk pauses in the middle of adding up the long columns of numbers. "But I thought you were just visiting," he says.

Kangin shrugs. "Grandmother needs the help, and you have a good university here, too," he says. "I'll transfer."

Leeteuk stares down at the numbers. "You don't have to," he says softly.

"I don't," Kangin says, counting quarters. "But I want to."

There's silence as Leeteuk finishes calculating the day's total and Kangin finishes putting the cash into an envelope.

"Thank you," Leeteuk whispers.

"You don't ask for anything," Kangin says. "You should."

"I've never had to," Leeteuk says. "I've always been lucky that way."

--

"So, I've got a date tonight," Kyuhyun says.

"Do you?" Leeteuk says.

"I wanted to give him flowers," he says. "Do you have any suggestions?"

Leeteuk closes the cash register, trying not to laugh. Zhou Mi is watching with amusement from a few rows over. "Maybe," he says. "How long have you been dating?"

His gaze flicks to Zhou Mi before he remembers and jerks his attention back to Leeteuk. "A few months, maybe," he says. "I haven't really kept track."

"Six months today," Zhou Mi adds helpfully.

"Six months?" It doesn't feel that long. "Well, you can't go wrong with roses," Leeteuk says.

"Roses are boring," Kyuhyun says (ignoring Zhou Mi's cry of "Romantic!"). "I wanted something more interesting."

"Well, there's sunflowers for devotion," he says. "Carnations, too. But really..." he casts a glance over at Zhou Mi. "I'd stick to roses."

Kyuhyun ends up buying a red chrysanthemum, which Leeteuk wraps with baby's breath (everlasting love and happiness) and ferns (sincerity) and a daisy (innocent love), just because.

"For free," Leeteuk says, smiling. "Congratulations."

--

"Do you know what I want?" Leeteuk says, lying on his back on the roof of his apartment building. Kangin is beside him, and a half-empty bottle of soju lies between them both. "I don't want anything to change."

He rolls onto his elbow, meeting Kangin's half-lidded gaze. "I'm happy," Leeteuk says. "That doesn't happen very often."

Kangin reaches out and settles his fingers on Leeteuk's cheek. "I'll do my best," he says.

// written 6 Jan 2011 to 22 Mar 2011

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qmiiiiiiiiiiiii ;~~~~~~~~~~~; herny. wibbles. ahhhhhhhhhh. why. flowers. so cute. dawwww kangteuk. no one loves herny. plants. ahhhhhhhh. ♥

why yes, i am in the running for the-most-useless-comment-ever competition. doing quite well, thank you.

Lol you really do leave the most useless comments but I love them anyway ;A; HENRY GETS LOTS OF LOVE, HE'S A CANADIAN PIMP AND HE'S IN CANADA o_o. QMi totally stole the show here, ahahah XD

Glad you liked it bb :D

OMG I AM LEAVING YOU A COMMENT TO TELL YOU YOU ARE AWESOME ALSO I DON'T HAVE INTERNET I HAVEN'T READ THIS YET BUT I AM 99.99999% SURE IT WILL BE AWESOME AND I AM SO EXCITE TO READ IT.

OFFLINE.

this will probably be the only comment you get from me. :|

YOU ARE ALSO AWESOME BB and don't worry, I never expect comments from you, so any time you say anything is an awesome surprise! No pressure XD

...I ALREADY GAVE YOU A VERY LONG ~~spazzy~~ COMMENT, SO I SHALL JUST SAY,

I LOVE YOU YOU'RE THE BEST. :3

I LOVE YOUR COMMENT, I WILL REPLY TO IT PROPERLY ONE DAY ;A; I AM SO SO SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT, OMG, your happiness is what finally made me stop hating this fic ;A;

ASDLKJAK;LERJA /SQUISHES YOU

I am c&ping your comment here for posterity, so I don't lose it when we finish moving to DW ;_;

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I DON'T CARE IF IT WAS POINTLESS IT WAS SO CUTE BAAAAAAAAAAAAW ;;

THIS IS WHEN I START QUOTING:

it's Canada, we have more washing machines than people." ...I...IT'S TRUE. >>

"Why isn't one plant enough?" Kyuhyun says. "You already have a plant. I don't want a plant."

"They could keep each other company when we're out," Zhou Mi says.

"It's a plant," Kyuhyun says. "It doesn't need company."

BUT KYUHYUN THEY NEED TO KEEP EACH OTHER COMPANY WHEN YOU TWO ARE OUT.

Leeteuk raises a hand to say hold on, and then sticks his head inside the door. "Zhou Mi," he says, "Will you watch the store for a little while? Make sure Kyuhyun doesn't break anything."

"I'm the one who works here," Kyuhyun shouts from the back room.

Leeteuk steps back onto the sidewalk and grins at Kangin. "Okay," he says, "we can go."

"I'm the one who works here," Kyuhyun shouts from the back room.

"I'm the one who works here," Kyuhyun shouts from the back room.
....ROFLMAO.

JSYK YOUR CHARACTERIZATION OF HEECHUL WAS PERFECT I AM LOLOLOL-ING FOREVER OH MY GOD.

THIS WAS THE CUTEST FIC EVER I SAT HERE GRINNING LIKE A FOOL AS I READ IT AAAAAAH THANK YOU LARKY YOU'RE THE BEST EVER I LOVE YOU

A-about your fic. Um. Uh. I'll try I promise. > <

I'll let you know that I'm nearly crying since this is just so perfect ;___; ♥ I- I have no idea what to say really. I just loved everything about it.

And congratulations on your fic-a-week achievement! :D

omg this reply is so late but omg, um, /BELATEDLY HANDS TISSUES ;_; I'm so happy you liked it! It is nothing but an excuse to rot your brain with sap, ahahahah.

And thank you so much!! I'm still pretty baffled by the fact that I made it!

Oh my gawd that was so freakin' CUTE! *spazzing* I can just feel the WAFF radiating from this fic and it is wonderful. IT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE! XD I really really adore all of their characterizations (especially Kyuhyun's, the snarky little thing) as well as their interactions with one another. And yes, Henry is perfectly fine single due to his mind-blowing awesomeness...and because him fixing the washing machine provides a nice view *grins* So sweet of Kangin to walk his grandma across the street >.< But seriously, the Kangteuk and Hanchul are tai wan mei~

Loved this very much! ^.^ &hearts &hearts &hearts

Ahahaha, this fic is just me demonstrating my love for cute boys and flowers and snark and stereotypes and cute boys and flowers. XD I'm so glad to hear that you were okay with the characterizations! I was really worried about them. QMi was so much fun to write ;~;

HENRY IS AWESOME. I'm so glad you liked the side pairings, too. I almost cut the Hanchul out, but I'm glad I left it in if you enjoyed it! Thank you so much!

Edited 2011-03-31 04:59 (UTC)

awww ;~~~~;

i love this <3

I know, I overdid it ;_;

Thank you!

omg so cute~I like how the story of all couples flow together~

I'm sorry for the belated reply! I'm glad you liked this fic's meandering pace, ahah. Thank you so much for commenting!

This was absolutely adorable. Like...absolutely. I really like your take on Leeteuk.

I'm sorry this reply is so late!

I cannot even begin to tell you how much this comment made my day. Leeteuk drove me crazy in this fic and I was terrified that my characterization wouldn't go over well. Hearing that you liked it is like music to my ears ;~;

Thank you for commenting!

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I love every line you wrote here. enough said.

omg, that is so so sweet of you to way ;A; Thank you so much!

<3 This was so beautiful~ ^^

Thank you for writing!

I'm sorry this reply is so late, but omg thank you for commenting!

Tehe this is such a cute AU fic!!

Sorry this is so late but I'm really glad you think so! This is so terribly sappy, I have no excuse ahahah. Thank you!

THIS IS TOO SWEET. I loved the flow. The words seem to move along at a nice pace, new characters came into the story at a nice pace, it was great to read and I just loved it so much and it was a happy and fluffy world where KyuMi is Cute cute cute and Heechul knows what he wants.

I'm sorry it took me so long to get back to you!

IT REALLY IS TOO SWEET ;~; I'm so embarrassed, orz. This was one of those fics that just wandered and sorted itself out once I started actually writing it. Thank you so much for leaving a comment!

Uguu~~ Larky~~~ I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!! ♥
I wish you could write more often. Your QMi fics are always nicely written
This one is so sweet without being too sickeningly sweet
And Teuk + QMi = my ultimate bias = I love you even more!! ♥

I HAD TO laugh at "made in Chinese" "made in Canada" and "made in South Korea" bits, hahahaha ... /is highly amused

I AM SO SORRY THIS REPLY IS SO LATE

asd;lkjaerlkj I'm so happy you liked it! You're so sweet to say all those nice things, stop it, it's too much ;A;

Ahah, a lot of the stuff in this fic is just things that make me laugh: Chinese people and their relationship to laundromats and restaurants, "made in China," persnickety orchids, Kangin being ridiculously adorable by escorting a little old lady across the street, Kyuhyun torture. XD I sort of wrote this for myself as much as I did for my friend.

OH MY GOD DO YOU LIKE LEETEUK+QMI TOO A;LDSKJ;ALKEJR I KNEW THERE WAS A REASON I LIKED YOU. All I need is a Eunhyuk+QMi fic in my life and I will keel over with joy. I love Leeteuk so much ;A;

Thank you thank you again for commenting! Bb you are too nice to me /clings

Edited 2011-03-31 05:17 (UTC)

i don't leave comments often...that just means that this is just too awesome to not comment on.:)
i really love how everything was in detail and how the story is just like real life.
especially how you described the flowers, omygosh. QMI and KANGTEUK and a bit of HANCHUL goes a long way, i really really love it.

/adding it to my mems

Oh wow, I'm really honored to hear that! Thank you so much for taking the time to comment! My mother is a very accomplished gardener, so I grew up loving and learning a lot about flowers. It's true what they say—everything you learn comes in handy somewhere! XD

a;sdlkjer this comment is too kind, I don't even know where to start thanking you. Just—thank you!

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I rarely comment and oh my goodness, this was absolutely precious. I loved it. Every bit of it. Omg <3333333 QMI <33333 And ninja!Hanchul and Kangteuk. Lovveeeee<3

You write well, too. That's rare. <3

I'm sorry this reply is super late ;A;

I'm happy this sappy fic made you smile! ;aldsjk;lker This was originally supposed to be focused on Leeteuk+Kyuhyun but QMI JUST CAME AND DOMINATED EVERYTHING, it was useless to resist.

a;dsjkeraelrj .///. T-thank you! I don't even know how to respond to that, um, just thank you so much!

what shoukd i say?!! kkyyaaaaaaa~
cute! cute! cute! cute! cute!

Thank you so much! XD

awwwww, so adorable. i wish there was a little more kangteuk, but everything was so cute that all's good~!

Ahahah, can you tell that I'm primarily a QMi writer .___. Um, the Kangteuk is in there because my friend is a huge Kangteuk fan and I wanted to make her smile. It was really hard for me to write because both of their characters are hard for me to wrap my heads around, but I'm glad that everything else worked for you! Thank you so much for commenting and I'm sorry this reply is so late!

i loved this story very much, it's flawless ♥♥ everything and everyone are so casual, and there lies the greatest beuty ever. i knew that summary would bring to the fic in my favorite genre and i wasn't mistaken <3 thank you very very much :))
ps. HENRY IS PURE WIN. XD

oh gosh, thank you so much! This comment is so nice ;_; "Casual" was the feeling that I was going for and I'm glad that's what came across. Slice-of-life is so relaxing to write and read, I love it. :D I'm glad you liked it, thank you again for commenting!

ahah, I love Henry XD! I'm glad you liked him.

I just can't...
the atmosphere, the flow, the details - so precious! ♥ and flower language~~
I loved the story so much, I can even see this street in my mind ♥

thank you!!!

and do you mind if I translate the fic into Russian for my friends? *shy* (with keeping all credits to you as the author, of course!)

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You
you what
Um um no one has ever um /covers face with hands and runs away

Yes of course you can translate it if you want!! But I'm sure there are so many other fics out there that would be more worth your translation skills and um, thank you! I don't even know what to say!

If you wouldn't mind, would you mind giving me a link or a copy of your translation and allowing me to link to it on my master fic list so that other people can enjoy your work? :D (With credit, of course!)

I'm beside myself with embarrassment and pleasure that you liked this fic, thank you so much!

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It's like. All of my favourite things in one fic. Flowers, boys, Toronto I'm assuming?, spring, romance, boys. Aaaaaa /;3;/ ~♥

Gosh, loved the dynamic between Leeteuk and QMi, the banter was just so much fun to read. Idek why, but I was kind of intrigued by Han Geng/Heechul and kind of sad that they didn't get more page time, haha. But I can totally understand why that was. ♥

Yes, Toronto! And don't forget the smell of fresh laundry! I remember that that is your favorite smell :D

I WILL TELL YOU A JOKE I THOUGHT OF A FEW DAYS AGO, so I missed the chance to put this horrible pun into this fic. When Zhou Mi goes to buy Kyuhyun a plant, Leeteuk should have told Zhou Mi to buy a philodendron instead of an air plant. Why? Because philodendrons are creepers. LOLOLOLOL I AM SO LAME.

Maybe it's a good thing that I left it as an air plant. The creeping plant joke is probably so bad that it would actually be jarring to the reader (and I'm not sure it's very IC for Leeteuk to make such a terrible pun, anyway). BUT LOL, I just had to share it with someone and you are the unfortunate victim.

Also, every time flowers show up, they're usually related to the goings-on of the scene XD (ex: Leeteuk trimming thorns off roses when he's teasing Kyuhyun about liking Zhou Mi—sort of...losing his snark? Idk.) I like flowers a lot okay ._.

I'm so happy that you liked the dynamic because I loved to write it once I got into the swing of it. Leeteuk was terrifying to write, and it was really hard to get going with him, but the QMi backbone helped take a lot of the pressure off...which is why there's so much QMi here. orz Writing Heechul and Han Geng honestly made me break a sweat. I can't tell you how insanely difficult those two are for me to pin down. I still feel like I can't write their voices at all. They're just so complicated! I'd have to put so much time and study into them before I could start to get them right, I think, and I just don't have that kind of time. Even the little bit you saw there had me wailing—I nearly cut them out completely until I realized that the pacing would be ruined if I did.

/hugs :D

eta for typos orz

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