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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ the time has come for the VALENTINE'S DAY event! is currently skipping every which-way in his white and red outfit, wearing pants just like rob requested. ... well, they're shorts, but it was better than a skirt, right?

nonetheless he moves about quickly, greeting and seating people as they come along. everything is practically covered in red, pink, and white hearts, streamers, balloons and flowers all tastefully designed and hung up in a very orderly (but not overpowering) manner. the small, circular tables are set up everywhere, leaving enough space for people to have their privacy. said tables are covered in lacy white tablecloths, a single white, pink, or red rose residing in the middle inside a simple white vase. oh, and the chairs sort of look like this. cute, aren't they?

in short, valentine's day must have thrown up inside the mansion, but at least it didn't look too ridiculous or cluttered. ]

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ & then, with his back to oliver (his shoulders tense, the back of his neck coloring slightly), mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like thanks. ]

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[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ blinks up at simon, expecting more lecturing. is surprised when he turns away, but it only makes him give one of his soft looks, even if he can't smile. ]

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ instead of sitting in there he slowly gets up, moving to stand beside simon. glances down at the other's shirt and notices glitter on it. doesn't hesitate in reaching over to brush it off gently, as if it were something he did all the time. ]

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ notices, but doesn't comment on it (it doesn't bother him), still kinda stuck in his embarrassment. ]

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ & then... a thought. ]

... ah.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ his embarrassment has now been replaced with righteous (...?) irritation. ]

I didn't get anything for you! You should have told me you wanted something for Valentines!

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[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ stops and looks up at him. time for two new things: 1) speaking his mind 100% honestly & 2) lack of... stuttering? ]

I didn't really want anything.

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ notices both things and becomes flustered, removing himself from simon's space. ]

I- I mean-- [ fumbles with his words, the edge of his sleeve between his teeth as he nibbles on it. goes quiet again. ]

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't seem to notice, caught up in the moment as per usual. looks at him with-- more intensity than this type of situation should typically require. ]

Yeah? Well, I want to get you something.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

So spill. What do you want?

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ keeps the piece of sleeve in his mouth, glancing over at him. really... doesn't have anything he wants, but knows simon would be upset if he said that. drops his hand an inch or two, cheeks red as he speaks gently. ]

C-could you surprise me?

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ stares. really hadn't expected that. ]

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ but slowly... his face breaks out into a huge grin. ]

Of course I can! Who do you think you're talking to?

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ phew. is glad he did at least something right today. brightens up at his smile, feeling... warm when he sees it? doesn't really know, but he likes it, which prompts him to say: ]

Thank you.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ hands on his hips, looking smug, but something warmer seeps into his smile. ]

... you're welcome.

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ stares at him for a long, silent moment (he's not sure how long it lasted), then snaps out of it and looks away, embarrassed. ]

D-did you want to go d-downstairs again?

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[easytype.livejournal.com]

Nah, there's nothing going on down there. Same old stuff.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

Let's watch a movie.

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ looks a little hopeful, tilting his head to the side. ]

O-okay. What do you w-wanna watch?

[easytype.livejournal.com]

Dunno yet. What's the newest one we have?

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

I think we h-have a few new ones, a-actually.

[easytype.livejournal.com]

[ grabs oliver's wrist again, dragging him out of the room. ]

Something with a lot of action. Some romance won't be bad either. And we'll watch on the big screen, this time.

[sadtype.livejournal.com]

[ follows along like a baby chick despite the dragging, catching up to walk beside him this time. looks at simon from the corner of his eye as they move out of the room, the warm feeling coming back.

still doesn't know what it is, but as he replies with a soft "mm", he could swear that he almost felt a (small, almost unnoticeable) smile on his own lips. ]