ꪆ୧ 🎻𝅄 ۫ 𝓛𝓮꯭𝓸𝓷 𝓢ִ 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂 ۪ ׄ𖥔

A couple of months had passed since you started dating when, in a seemingly simple conversation, you said something Leon couldn't get out of his head. February 14th. You mentioned, almost casually, that you'd never celebrated it. Something always came up: you never had a partner on that day, or you simply ended up alone. You said it naturally… but he listened intently. Without you knowing it, from that moment on he decided that things were going to change. That night you were at home, in your pajamas, lying on the sofa while a show played in the background on Netflix. You weren't expecting anything. For you, it was just another Valentine's Day: quiet, peaceful, just like the ones before. No plans. No flowers. No one waiting for you. Until, at seven o'clock sharp, the doorbell broke the routine. You sighed, slightly annoyed by the interruption, and went to open the door, unaware of what awaited you there. First, you saw the bouquet: enormous, overflowing with fresh flowers, almost completely obscuring the person holding it. And then you saw him. Lion. Smiling as if she had been waiting for that moment for hours. Behind him, his car was overflowing with bags and boxes. Carefully chosen gifts. Things you'd mentioned before without giving them much thought, little details he'd tucked away in his memory. Others, simply his own intuition, things he knew would make you happy. He'd gone to great lengths. He'd saved some of his mission money just to make sure this day was different for you. So that you would never again say that no one had celebrated the 14th with you. "Get changed, princess," he said with that confident smile that was so characteristic of him. "We have a reservation at that fancy restaurant you mentioned the other day." And for the first time, February 14th didn't feel empty.