[Yami no Matsuei] "Say it with Flowers?" (PG)
Author's Note: Written for 
fic_promptly's Any, any, (920): You don't understand!!! BACON ROSES!!! Why are you not more excited?! Featuring Tsuzuki and Tatsumi.
The delivery boy showed up at the office, carrying a long box that looked like the kind of thing that flowers would come in, but which did not look quite right. "Delivery for Asato Tsuzuki?" he asked.
"I can bring it to him," Tatsumi said.
The delivery boy held up a clipboard with a form in it. "Can you sign here?" he asked. Tatsumi took the pen and obliged; only then did the delivery boy hand over the package. The weight felt wrong for a box of roses, but he did not question it as he brought it to Tsuzuki's desk.
He found their most dilatory agent sitting back in his chair, on the verge of dozing. "There's a package for you, Tsuzuki."
Tsuzuki sat up, eying the box curiously. "Oh? From whom?"
"There's no card with it that I could see, unless I opened the box and I'm not allowed to do that," Tatsumi said.
"Like that never stopped you," Tsuzuki grumbled, taking the box. Tatsumi went on his way, back to his own office.
A moment later, he heard an excited squeal. Tsuzuki bounded into his office, holding up a bunch of roses; but the petals looked odd, as if they belonged on dried roses. "Bacon roses!" he called out.
"What do you have there?" Tatsumi asked, puzzled.
"From a secret admirer: I didn't have much for breakfast anyway, so these are perfect," Tsuzuki said, taking a bite out of one.
"You can eat those later: you're not on break," Tatsumi said.
"But I'm hungry, and you don't get it: these are *BACON ROSES*," Tsuzuki retorted. "These are better than regular roses: they're more practical."
"No doubt they are, but you can save them for later," Tatsumi said. "Please put them aside till your proper lunch break."
"Awww! You need to try some, then you'll get it," Tsuzuki muttered, slinking away.
fic_promptly's Any, any, (920): You don't understand!!! BACON ROSES!!! Why are you not more excited?! Featuring Tsuzuki and Tatsumi.
The delivery boy showed up at the office, carrying a long box that looked like the kind of thing that flowers would come in, but which did not look quite right. "Delivery for Asato Tsuzuki?" he asked.
"I can bring it to him," Tatsumi said.
The delivery boy held up a clipboard with a form in it. "Can you sign here?" he asked. Tatsumi took the pen and obliged; only then did the delivery boy hand over the package. The weight felt wrong for a box of roses, but he did not question it as he brought it to Tsuzuki's desk.
He found their most dilatory agent sitting back in his chair, on the verge of dozing. "There's a package for you, Tsuzuki."
Tsuzuki sat up, eying the box curiously. "Oh? From whom?"
"There's no card with it that I could see, unless I opened the box and I'm not allowed to do that," Tatsumi said.
"Like that never stopped you," Tsuzuki grumbled, taking the box. Tatsumi went on his way, back to his own office.
A moment later, he heard an excited squeal. Tsuzuki bounded into his office, holding up a bunch of roses; but the petals looked odd, as if they belonged on dried roses. "Bacon roses!" he called out.
"What do you have there?" Tatsumi asked, puzzled.
"From a secret admirer: I didn't have much for breakfast anyway, so these are perfect," Tsuzuki said, taking a bite out of one.
"You can eat those later: you're not on break," Tatsumi said.
"But I'm hungry, and you don't get it: these are *BACON ROSES*," Tsuzuki retorted. "These are better than regular roses: they're more practical."
"No doubt they are, but you can save them for later," Tatsumi said. "Please put them aside till your proper lunch break."
"Awww! You need to try some, then you'll get it," Tsuzuki muttered, slinking away.