bf! jason todd asking you to be his valentine :)
february 13th. the day before valentines, yet jason had still not asked you to be his valentine. it seemed like he had forgot.
the same man who opens every door for you and carries you when your feet hurt.
when he would ask what was wrong, you’d just say nothing. how could you say “im sad that you haven’t asked to be my valentine,” when he’s literally your boyfriend.
the dreaded day finally rolls around. february 14th.
you sit on the couch in your apartment, staring at the wall, thinking. you hear a single chime from your doorbell. a person at your door when you’re sulking. perfect.
you’re about to tell the person to go away, but when you fully open the door, your expression immediately changes.
jason is standing there, a nervous smile painted on his face and blush down his neck.
he’s holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers with baby’s breath scattered throughout. it’s wrapped with a neat pink bow. in his other hand, he’s holding your favorite candy and a letter.
“happy valentine’s day, sweetheart.” he says almost shyly, holding out the bouquet to you.
“i thought you forgot!” you hug him tightly. he mostly hugs you back, thought it’s a bit difficult with everything in his hands.
“you’re gonna crush your flowers,” he chuckles and looks down at your smiling face.
“i thought you forgot.” you repeat, only this time your face is smushed into his chest.
“of course not, i just wanted to surprise you.”
you back away from the hug, just enough to take the bouquet and other items.
“don’t do that again!” you try to sound slightly angry, but your smile takes away any form of seriousness. he only laughs and scratches the back of his neck shyly, blush still covering his face.
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