#bloodboundfates

Sophie had foolishly found herself obsessing over the way she looked. From fixing her hair over and over again to constantly smoothing down non-existent wrinkles in her pastel blue pleated skirt. It had been far too long since she had last been out on a date, her mother would have probably teased her senselessly about keeping herself locked away and out of the game of love for so long. But this was finally her chance and honestly, she hadn’t even expected Astrid to consider this an official date in the first place. She nearly held her breath the moment her gaze landed upon the other. As she grew closer to the woman, she felt her mouth drying out slightly. “You look… stunning.” Her cheeks were already slightly flushed. “Sorry for probably gawking, but you really make me nervous.” She paused. “Not in like a bad way or anything. You’re just -- intimidating.” She probably should have just stopped talking.

All Steve wanted to do was have a good time tonight but there seemed to be zero traces of any sort of positive emotion for the boy presently. His jaw clenched subtly as he watched Nancy dance with practically everyone but him. He had grown tired of the repetitive movement and it seemed as if she didn’t feel the same way. Just as he witnessed the girl about to grab another drink, he decided it was time to finally step in once more. He closed the distance between them and gently reached for the drink she held in her hand, “Nance, don’t you think you’ve had enough?” Though as he tried to pull it away from her, he accidentally spilled it onto her. “Shit, shit, I’m sorry, babe.”

Adam had decided to dress up as a football player from the 50s, varsity jacket and all. But as the night dragged on, his costume became less put together. The white button up he wore underneath the jacket was half unbuttoned and his jacket was beginning to slump off of his body. His previously slicked back hair was starting to become unruly and fall into his eyes. He had been talked into drinking by one of his mutual friends and was a bit buzzed. A soft hiccup escaped him as he spotted a familiar face, immediately throwing his arms around the other. “Watch! Isn’t this so much fun? You’re having fun right?” His voice was definitely much louder than it needed to be.

The soft nostalgic music that played over the town hall’s sound system made Maxwell think fondly about his parents. He had convinced himself that they would have been proud of the person he had become and even happier that he had found someone who loved him as unconditionally as they did. There was honestly no place he would have rather been, despite Willy’s slightly soured mood lately. He was more than determined to cheer the other up as much as possible tonight. He draped his arms around the man’s neck and leaned in closely, “Thank you for suggesting this. I know that you’ve been feeling really down lately but being out will do you good. Maybe you could find some inspiration tonight that will rekindle your excitement.” He encouraged as he leaned in to nuzzle his nose against the others.

SOPHIE: unless you want it to be date then it can be one

was pryce surprised when the man had reached out to him? most definitely. he knew very well who pagan min was. in fact, his parents had a rather civil relationship with the man himself and the nation of kyrat. but, this man was probably the closest thing to his secret identity being leaked out in this town. he would see through his act of a struggling college student. so he put on his best suit and decided to meet the other for dinner. he smiled the moment he sat down at the man’s table, “you’re looking well.” he complimented. “but i’m also wondering why on earth you’d want to spend valentine’s day having dinner with me. do you fancy me, pagan?” he teased. “what happened to that handsome lad of yours?”

maxwell had his arms draped around the older male’s neck as he situated himself on willy’s lap, “how did you get so wonderful and brilliant?” he cooed, leaning in and pressing a kiss against the man’s cheek. he allowed his cheek to come to rest upon the other’s shoulder, nuzzling up against him. “i love you a lot, you know that?” this was probably the first time he had properly voiced that, but he felt as if he had conveyed his feelings in the past. “what are the chances that you’ll spend the night tonight?” he nervously glanced up at the other, trying to gauge the other’s reaction.

was sophie more than pleased when the other walked through the lobby of her hotel? one hundred percent. but the question that was posed had her standing there both wide-eyed and in disbelief. not even in a million years did she think she would be asked by someone as beautiful as astrid to be their valentine. hell, she hadn’t had a proper valentine since she was probably in middle school. she was trying her best to hide her eagerness, hand covering her cheek that was dusted with a light blush. “are you sure you’d like me of all people to be your valentine?” she questioned, almost in a joking manner so that she wouldn’t blow her chances here. “i mean -- i would really love to. i just want to make sure that you’re sure.”