Diarmuid had gone out early that morning to pick up a few things for his beloved master, screw waiting for Valentine's Day at this point. He wanted to fully catch her off guard, so what better way to do it than to spoil her a little bit earlier than sheâd expect?
Heâd made sure to wait for a day that sheâd be out and about with her own errands, slyly preparing a candlelit dinner of homemade spaghetti with only the freshest ingredients used in it, along with a tall glass of fresh made tea. Only the best for his master, after all.Â
When she got home and got to enjoying the first part of her surprise, he snuck off to grab the chocolates heâd gotten for her, along with a bouquet of blue roses heâd actually gone out of his way to pick himself donât ask him how he pulled it off it would take waaaay too long to explain.
âFor you, my master,â Diarmuid whispered into her ear, handing her the chocolate before placing the roses in a vase he already had put up just for this, âI know this may seem very out of place, but... I wanted to surprise you with an early Valentineâs Day gift. If anyone deserves such a thing anyway, itâs you. Though...â He scratched his chin as he looked at the roses, then back to his master, a bit of a frown set across his lips. âI wish I could have found some better flowers. These ones are nowhere near as lovely as you are, my dear. Hm... maybe later we can go out and pick some together? Or we could do something else? Whatever youâd like, lovely.â And with that, he gently pressed his lips against her cheek in a soft kiss, eyes closed and smile gracing those lips of his long before he pulled back. âI just want to make this day and every other special for you, my master, so please, count on me. Iâll do everything I can for you.âÂ
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