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The Valentine's Gift ?

Despite himself, Valt felt a tired smile strain at the muscles of his face; the late hours of the night were finally draining the life out of him.

"Thank you, Fubuki." He exhaled, relief filled his system, and the cushioned airport seat surrounding him gripped him as if it were a soothing hug, assuring him that everything would be alright. He was going to be alright.

"I guess I'll better go now. I'll meet you at the airport shortly, and I'll text you as soon as I arrive, okay?" Valt mumbled faintly before hanging up, the phone now in his lap.

He felt as weightless as air, and the notion of going to Shu and surprising him was no longer an overwhelming prospect to him.

Take it one step at a time he repeats to himself, his heart thundered loudly in his chest.

"God this is silly, but a good kind of silly." How very true that statement was.

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Valt did not know how to deal with both Fubuki and Lain; he loved Shu's students, he really did, but how in the heck was he supposed to choose a meaningful gift if the two of them turned everything into a competition every five seconds?

He just watched them scurry around each other and press every single item that made noise in the children's toy section, which alerted every parent within a five-mile radius.

The children loved it of course but the parents drove dirty looks that could have curdled milk.

"All right, gentlemen," he began, taking Fubuki and Lain by the shoulders, "I think it's time to actually focus on why we came here."

The two immediately snap out of it and offer Valt an ashamed expression that borders on being more than a look.

"I've been trying to focus on finding a good gift for Shu, but you two aren't helping. The shopping part is stressful enough, and you two almost got us kicked out of the best shop in this mall."

Valt's tone was patient but you could see that a chasm was starting to form on his forehead, one that would become deep if the two continued playing with the musical toys.

It's only then that Fubuki looks down at his feet and Lain returns to his previous expressionless self.

Unsurprisingly, Lain was the first to break the silence, "Do you have any idea what you want to get him?"

The youngest teen asked with what Valt assumed was a hopeful tone, but Valt shook his head, saying that any ideas that he had during the last 24 hours he had deemed too cheesy.

When Valt arrived at the hotel, the first thing he did was look at the different types of flowers and what they meant.

Alstroemeria symbolised romance; tulips were a good bet for friendship; gladiolus depicted love between friends; etc.

They all seemed to have their own distinct meaning and something unique about them. He knew flowers were the classic staple of Valentine's Day along with chocolates.

He thought about making something handmade, but considering that he put the last kitchen he used in flames, it probably wasn't the best idea.

"You know, the best people that give gifts always have something with another layer of meaning behind it, but it can be really subtle. You could make a card game where it gets you two to talk about lighthearted topics, or how about a memory jar where you put some of the best times that have happened between you two?"

Fubuki tries, and Valt takes a second to mull over what the blonde had suggested.

The ideas were both sweet, and Valt was aware that Shu was always sentimental about what they did together.