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pairing bf! keonho x gn reader tags skinship. kissing. tooth rotting cavity-causing fluff. summary it's your boyfriend's special day, but also... valentines! will the two events conflict? of course not, because this relationship is all about balance. or, in which you shower your birthday boy with gifts and he showers you equally just because it's valentine's day. track everybody here wants you - jeff buckley author's note birfday post for da stunner boy rrrrr

"keonhooo, today is supposed to be about you," you whine, attempting to act as dead weight while keonho drags you to the surprise location of his choosing.

"it can be about me later," he huffs. "i wanna make this special for you too." he opts to just lean down and throw you over his shoulder, despite your squirming and complaining. "be good." he pats the backs of your thighs.

"i'm always good," you protest, but he's having none of it. he carries you for several minutes up the trail through the woods, until he reaches the clearing. gently, he sets you down, spinning you by your shoulders to face the scene. you gape at the sight in front of you.

ahead is a field of flowers, surrounded by tall trees of every kind. at your feet is a red and white picnic blanket, topped with a basket of foods and treats, along with a bouquet of roses.

"babe... this is..." you're rather speechless, opting to just stare in awe. keonho, now beside you, giggles at your reaction. "like it, baby?" he wiggles his eyebrows, grinning widely. "i love it. you're such a sweetheart." as you sit down on the soft blanket, you sigh. "what did i do to deserve you? it's literally your birthday and you did all this."

keonho evidently does not like this. his brows furrow, and he nudges you with his knee as he sits as well. "it's valentines day, baby. you deserve something special."

after a bit of back and forth banter, you eat the yummy sandwiches keonho brought. he's already bragged about how he made them himself, to which you smiled in adoration and glazed him a bit- birthday boy privileges.

finally, it's time to give him his gift. you rifle through your tote bag, pulling out the little pink envelope. you hand it to him, watching as he opens it, your knee bouncing in excitement. he smiles when he sees the card, a cheesy, handmade valentines day card, complete with little hearts and bows. "i figured you'd like that better than a birthday card," you explain sheepishly, the tips of your ears reddening. he grins. "it's adorable," he beams. the cash and gift card fall out when he opens the card, dropping onto the blanket. he picks up the gift card- $50 to spend at his favorite record store. he bounces with excitement, hugging you awkwardly, your arms squeezed at your sides.

then, he reads the card.

"Ahn Keonho

Love of my life. My baby. It's so fitting to me that your birthday is the very day society associates with love and romance. To everyone else, it's a day that celebrates relationships or embracing the single life, but to us, it's so much more. It's the day that your parents blessed the world with your presence. The day my love was born. I thank the stars every night for sending you down here to me, and fear the day you will return. Inevitable, of course, but either way, I hope that we can spend the rest of our lives together. I love you, my sweet boy. Happy birthday, and happy valentines day."

he looks up from the card to meet your eyes, his own eyes glittering with tears, cheeks flushed a soft pink, and ears red as tomartin. then, before you can even move or speak, you're lying flat on the blanket, keonho having tackled you into a sweet embrace. his head rests on your collar, ear listening for your heartbeat. your hands comb through his hair, soothing while his tears dry against the skin of your collarbone.

finally, he lifts his head, eyes meeting yours again. still teary, but the sweet smile on his lips solidify it as a happy sight. "thank you. i love you so much, baby." he presses a kiss to your cheek. "you're very welcome, babe. happy birthday."

in an effort to lighten the heavy and vulnerable mood, he tickles your sides, and you giggle and squirm. he stops, mercifully getting off of you to instead lay beside you, facing you. you roll onto your side as well, in order to face him. he brushes a strand of hair out of your face, eyes never leaving yours. "god, what did i do to deserve you?" he asks, a reversal of your earlier question.

you sigh, rolling your eyes. "it's literally your birthday, keonho. and, again, you set up this whole thing for us."

"because you're my valentine, baby." his lips capture yours in a sweet kiss.