Final chapter! Whooo! I wrote this while coming down with a cold (which I am unfortunately still suffering through), so forgive any grammar/spelling mistakes. Comments are appreciated-Purecinnamonbun

"I'm in love with Victor." Yuuri told Phichit seriously, gazing off into the distance, and drumming his fingers on the counter.

Phichit meticulously snipped a dead flower off a plant, dropping it into the bag by his feet before answering wisely

"Well duh, obviously"

"THOSE ARE YOUR WORDS OF WISDOM?" Yuuri glared at Phichit.

"What did you want me to say?"

"I don't know, maybe something like 'Yuuri, you'll be fine.' or 'Yuuri, it's just a phase you're going through.'"

"Dude, you've known that you were gay ever since third grade."

Yuuri thunked his head onto the table.

"Not helping."

Phichit sighed, and placed his plant clippers on a shelf before laying a hand on Yuuri's shoulder.

"Yuuri, this isn't a phase that is 'going to pass'. If I thought that about Seung Gil, I would've given up, and we wouldn't be dating. And trust me, he was a very hard nut to crack. You even helped me practice my 'Do you want to date me?' speech! And I can assure you on pain of death that Victor likes you too, okay? Stop putting yourself down so much."

"Now those are words of wisdom" Yuuri laughed slightly.

"I agree with Hamster Boy."

Yuuri jumped, hearing a new voice enter the conversation. The plant pot he was holding dropped to the ground and smashed in his surprise.

Yurio was standing at the door, bathed in noon sunlight, his signature sneer broken with a smile. A taller, darker boy stood next to him, his arm around Yurio. Yuuri guessed that was Otabek.

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be together with Otabek," Yurio's nose wrinkled a bit "Even if you gave me a sappy flower."

"It was cute." Otabek leaned forwards and kissed Yurio's nose.

Yurio blushed. "It…was true."

Yuuri smiled at the couple as they stood, lost in their own world. Only to jump again as a new voice spoke up

"I give my agreement too."

There went another plant.

Yuuri stared at it mournfully, before turning and addressing the customer.

"Hello, Georgi. Do you want me to get out the plant shears?"

Georgi clasped his heart.

"I have no need of them today. Because of your kind words, I have banished Anya to the past, where she belongs. I have begun another new chapter."

Georgi had another soon-to-be-ex then.

Yuuri was so alone.

"Yuuri." Phichit stepped forwards "You've done so much for us. For once so what you want, and go after Victor."

Yuuri's smile was watery.

"Victor won't come back, Phichit. I gave him a plant that wouldn't die. He has no reason to keep coming here."

"I beg to differ."

Yuuri stared, dumbstruck, at the shock of brilliant silver hair that was making its way past the shop window.

"Quickly," Phichit hissed, shoving Yurio, Otabek, and Georgi forwards "Out of the back door! We need to give them their privacy!"

The door to the backroom swung shut, just as the door to the shop tentatively opened, revealing Victor in all his glory, seeming to hold something behind his back.

Yuuri blinked.

Then rubbed his eyes.

Then concluded that Victor was not a mirage.

"V-Victor!" Yuuri tried to smile "H-how's your cactus?"

"The cactus? Ah, funny story, it spontaneously combusted. Moving on-"

"It what!?"

"-Not important. That's not why I'm here today."

Yuuri chuckled slightly.

"Victor, I think you've bought every plant that the store has to offer."

"Then how about one that the store doesn't offer?"

"What?"

Victor carefully brought something out from behind his back, setting the pot down on the table quietly.

It was a heliotrope.

A heliotrope.

A small, reckless hope began to grow in Yuuri's stomach, despite how ill-fated it might be.

"Do you know what it means?"

The hope died as abruptly as it appeared.

Of course.

Victor just wanted to know what it meant.

He probably couldn't find anyone else who spoke the language of flowers.

"T-the heliotrope?" Yuuri brushed one of the petals delicately with his finger, trying to lock his feelings away, where they wouldn't interfere with Victor's happiness.

"It means eternal love."

"Exactly!" Victor yelled eagerly, grabbing Yuuri's hands and pulling him close. "So?"

"Whoever you're giving it to must be pretty special." Yuuri murmured, pulling away "I have some work I need to do in the backroom, so-"

"Yuuri, will you just listen?"

"What?" Yuuri looked back, and was instantly floored by the sheer emotion swimming in Victor's eyes.

"They're for YOU!" Victor paused slightly, reaching out, and pulling Yuuri closer, until their lips were a centimetre apart. "Will you accept them?"

Somehow, Yuuri's worries and fears disappeared, with those few words.

Somehow, he was able to look Victor in the eye, and murmur a confident

"Yes."

And then their lips met.

They surged back to each other a second, a third, a fourth time.

They probably would have stayed there forever, if the door to the backroom hadn't banged open, and Phichit announced

"NO MAKING OUT ON THE COUNTER! IT HAS A NEGATIVE EFFECT ON THE PLANTS!"

Both Yuuri and Victor ended up laughing, before coming back together for one more chaste kiss.

"Hey, Yuuri." Phichit was frowning, and leaning out of the door "Is someone moving into the apartment next to ours?"

"I don't think so?"

Yuuri and Victor made their way to the door as well. A huge moving truck was parked just outside, the back of the truck still closed tight.

"Y'know," Victor was frowning as well "It looks kinda like the truck my friend owns-"

The door to the truck flew open, and out stepped a blond haired, well dressed, Swiss man.

"Chris!" Victor waved energetically "Hi!"

Instead of acknowledging Victor's greeting, Chris stood there with a stone cold stare. And then he spoke.

"For too long I have been subjected to the tyranny of your plants!"

"What's going on?" Yuuri asked Victor, who looked mystified.

"Well I say NO MORE!" Chris yelled.

Yuuri would really like to know why an angry Swiss man was standing on his doorstep with a moving van.

Said Swiss man brandished a small remote.

"With one push, I release my problems ONTO YOU!"

And with that, Chris slammed his hand down on the button, making the back of the truck open. Hundreds of plants tumbled out- Orchids, poppies, snowdrops, roses, saplings, and more, all of their pots smashing on the concrete, even spreading onto the road.

Yuuri, Phichit, and Victor all looked on in horror.

"And finally." Chris was smiling now, seeming like he had reached inner peace "I'm going to enjoy this."

Chris produced a plant of tall green stalks, holding it high above his head.

Then he brought it down to the ground, where it smashed into smithereens, screaming "DEATH TO THE ASPARAGUS!" all the while.

"The lucky bamboo!" Yuuri mourned.

"The ASPARAGUS!" Victor lamented.

Chris, acting like he hadn't done anything, waved a hand and hopped back into his truck before disappearing off into the distance, leaving a twenty meter wide mess of plants, soil, and smashed flower pots in his wake.

Resolve formed abruptly in Victor's eyes, and he grabbed Yuuri's hands.

"Quick! If we run fast enough, we can make Phichit clean it up!"

Yuuri grinned, his heart swelling, and gave his assent.

A moment later, they were racing away, leaving Phichit alone, screaming about traitors, and looking fumingly at the mess.

On and on they ran, until Victor eventually tripped, pulling Yuuri down with him.

They landed in a tangle of limbs and kisses.

Five years later, Phichit made the crowd at Yuuri and Victor's wedding erupt in laughter as he told them about what was referred to as 'The Asparagus Incident' as his best man speech.

...I may have taken too much artistic license with Chris.

BUT YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING, DID YOU?!