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@4rcan4 said: Name: Haru Okumura Age: 17-18 (verse dependent) Do you like to cuddle?: "O-of course!" Can we make-out?: "Oh . . . Oh my! I'm afraid that would be uh . . . too close?" and thus her face is beet red. A night in or dinner out?: "Dinner out." Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: "Both." What makes you a good Valentine?: "Well, um, I guess other people consider me polite and kind, but I am also knowledgeable." Would you cook for me?: "I can try!" Would you let me cook for you?: "You-you don't have to, but I appreciate it!"

Valentine's Day application | Accepting

"Cuddles and dinner out, possibly a kiss or a cute exchange from you, Haru? How can I possibly say no?" It was the perfect way to spend an entire day with her. All to himself. How incredibly lucky he was!

Trent's phone is propped against a bowl of fruit on the kitchen island and he's leaned against the opposite countertop, in Freddie's jersey and a pair of boxers, popping grapes into his mouth between replies. "I'm pretty beat," He admits, yawning to prove it. Not as tired as Freddie must be with the clutch win across the border and a five hour flight home but — - "I came so much, just from watching you." Trent tells him, so he knows. He usually tries to wait, but Freddie hadn't said anything 'bout not touching himself while he was gone and he was getting so frustrated, eyes glued to the screen and twitching around nothing, face hot with envy of the men Freddie checked into the boards with the brunt of his gear clad shoulder. He wasn't planning on coming, figured he could edge himself with his fingers, loosen himself up for Freddie so he'd be easy for him, and just keep his hand on his dick and not move it and he tried, really — but the comms were listing his stats and the swell of pride shot straight to his dick, and Trent finds it difficult, not to fantasize being on his knees, with his head tilted back, open-mouthed, face spit slicked and wet when they show him on the bench. He swallows down another grape. Freddie looks cute like this, cozy in a hat with the hood up. He can't see them, but he's usually got his Airpods in on the plane. He takes a screenshot of Freddie, his fingers are sticky from the grapes but it's worth it. "Come over once you've landed? I might be asleep but I'll leave the door unlocked. You can still fuck me." 

Pray to me, I will hear your words. When the time is right, I will heal your wounds. I can heal your wounds. I can heal your thoughts, and your pain, I can erase your scars. I can reset time. I am the Goddess. And I triumph over all. Seek into your memories, meditate under the light of the soul, and you will find me.