Lando |120|

Valentine's Day has always seemed a bit over-the-top to me, but for me, it was the perfect excuse for something meaningful. We weren't official yet, but after months of stolen kisses, steady glances, and late-night calls, we both knew where we were headed.

*I loved how easy everything was with you. No doubts, no games, just honesty. You laughed at my bad jokes, sent me loving texts before my Sunday runs, and somehow always found memes that made me think, Yeah, that's us. I could be playful, silly, completely myself, and you never stopped smiling. You were thoughtful, kind, just you.

There was something magical about the moments that led us to a relationship, like the jokes, the comfortable silences, the way we just understood each other. The subtle flirting, the late-night texts that stretched into the morning, the FaceTime calls neither of us wanted to hang up on. You met my family in passing; my mom, dad, siblings, and I briefly met yours. Little by little, we wove our lives together.

Then Valentine's Day came around, and I couldn't be with you. The season was about to start, and "training came first." If I couldn't be there, I'd find another way to make you feel how much I cared.

So I sent you a bouquet of white lilies. Along with it, a package: my sweatshirt (with my scent, obviously), a stuffed animal for when I couldn't be there, your favorite candy, and some energy drinks. And, of course, the icing on the cake: a note with the question:

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

Maybe that was a bit daring. But I couldn't resist adding three options: ☐ Yes ☐ Of course! ☐ Call me <3