A/N: Although it's technically two hours past Valentine's Day, here are the drabbles of Valentine-related couples ~ I like to imagine this is what they actually do but, yes, enjoy ; u ; and happy Valentine's Day to all!
Cat NapYokoyama Yui/Shimazaki Haruka
293 words
Something was horribly wrong.
There was rare moment of silence that enveloped her apartment, but instead of enjoying it, Yui sat outside her door with a pensive look.
Normally, when she left beloved girlfriend Haruka and her equally precious cat Bisu alone in a room, there would be screeches and yowling as the two fought constantly for her attention. (Not that Yui minded, of course, she deeply adored both her easily jealous cat and girlfriend).
But it was quiet and Yui was worried.
Had the two finally taken each other out? What kind of blood bath would she walk into?
(She shuddered at the time her room was trashed by the two - it had taken it hours to clean the mess afterwards).
Taking a deep breath, she turned the knob of the door and almost fell over at the sight that greeted her.
Haruka was curled up on her bed, blankets covering her haphazardly as she slept soundly with a sleeping Bisu in her arms. Bisu face was pushed against Haruka's and Yui couldn't help but chuckle at the similarities of their sleeping faces. It was a sight to remember and Yui suppressed a sudden want to squeal at the cute sight that she was fortunate enough to witness.
A box of chocolates was visible in Haruka's sleeping grasp, a small envelope tied to the sweets with a white ribbon, and Yui could feel her face splitting into a wide smile.
Taking the chocolates from Haruka's hand, she replaced the box with her own hand into her girlfriend's grasp while her free arm wrapped around the younger girl's waist and Bisu's warm body. She nuzzles her face into Haruka's neck as stray strands of hair tickle her cheek.
"Sleep well, Haruka, Bisu."
***
Balloons, Balloons, BalloonsOshima Yuko/Kojima Haruna
333 words
Yuko sighed as she wrapped another piece of candy on the ends of the balloon strings.
"You're such a romantic," Takamina laughed as she helped blow up another balloon in their growing pile. "Haruna’s going to love it."
"Are you sure?" Yuko asked, her hands still hard at work at tying the candy. Haruna had been looking down lately, a pensive frown on her face replacing the normal airhead look – and Yuko planned to fix it. However, there was a tinge of doubt in her normally confident voice and Minami couldn’t help but smile at the sudden vulnerability.
"I'm certain."
Confidence renewed, Yuko went about her work more vigorously with a smile on her face.
There was a growing pile of balloons in the cardboard boxes that littered the floor. Each balloon was filled with enough air that it would slowly lower the candy attached to the string on the bottom down towards the ground from midair. Yuko smiled triumphantly as she tied the final piece of chocolate onto the pink balloon and placed it into the box.
“Good luck,” Minami says, her hand lingering on Yuko’s shoulders to give her the extra energy. The latter gave her a brilliant smile and nodded as she picked up the box and ran to the top of the three-story building with a skip in her step.
The sun was blinding and the wind still as Yuko stood over the low safe rail and peered down to see the figure of Haruna walking out from the building.
“Harunyan!”
Haruna stared upwards, eyes round with surprised as the clear blue sky suddenly filled with colorful balloons gently raining down on her. A red balloon drifted close to her and her hand wrapped around the string, the candy with its cheesy “be mine” bringing a smile onto her face.
As the balloons and the corny Valentines candy showered down, Haruna laughed and cupped her hands around her mouth as she shouted the words, “I love you, Oshima Yuko!”
***
A Lily in the Garden of RosesMatsui Jurina/Matsui Rena (WMatsui – School!AU)
753 words
Jurina’s in class writing down the notes on the board as her eyes stare fixatedly on the back of a girl crouching near the flower bed outside of her class.
The girl has pale skin and shiny black hair that falls down her slim back and large eyes that crinkle slightly when she’s concentrating. Her hands are kind and soft as they care for the flower with a tenderness Jurina’s never seen before – and she’s completely entranced.
“Matsui!”
A piece of chalk comes flying her way and it lands on her desk with a loud “ping!” before rolling away and leaving a flushed Jurina.
“Detention today for failing to pay attention,” the teacher glared. Jurina just sighed, embarrassed and annoyed, before meekly replying.
When the teacher finally stopped scolding her, Jurina scowled as she realized the girl had disappeared from the flower bed and gone back inside. The classes past at a sluggish pace afterwards and Jurina could feel her scowl growing bigger as her friends mocked her on their way out of school and back home. Then again, it didn’t really matter all too much since she didn’t have anyone to spend Valentine’s Day with.
The girl and her slim back still played in her mind and Jurina couldn’t help but glance back outside once last time. To her surprise, the girl was crouched down, straightening a wayward flower and before Jurina could fully understand what was happening, her feet were already pounding down the stairs and onto the dirt path that bordered the school doors.
Breathing heavily, her mind spun as the girl turned around to stare at Jurina with a confused look on her face.
Jurina felt her face flush. What was she thinking, running down to confront the girl without a plan? She was supposed to be smooth, a lady killer.
“Can I help you?” the girl asks with a sweet voice that almost made Jurina swoon. Almost.
“U-Uh, no, well, you can,” she stuttered, crouching down next to girl. With an embarrassed smile, she pointed to one of the flowers on the ground. “What’s this flower called?”
The girl turned towards where her finger was pointing at and smiled, a sudden change in her face taking place at the mention of her beloved flowers. “That’s a chrysanthemum, pretty isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” Jurina nodded, openly gaping at the overwhelming beauty of the smiling girl. Somehow shaking herself out of her reverie, she pointed to another vibrant closer.
“This one?”
“A cosmos.”
“This?”
And it went on and on until Jurina was sure she had pointed at every single flower in the flower bed. The girl looked happy without a trace of annoyance on her face.
“Sorry, I must be annoying you,” Jurina said, an apology forming on her tongue.
The girl looked shocked, hands quickly waving around to refute the statement. “No, no, no. Not at all, I’m actually really happy that the flowers are finally noticed by someone,” she smiled, almost embarrassed, “I guess that means I’ve been tagging good care of them for someone as pretty as you to notice.”
Jurina blushed heavily, staring as the girl’s own face started turning a bright red as realization of her words struck.
“Th-Thanks,” Jurina stuttered, her own scarlet cheeks matching the one on the other girl’s face. “But you’re much prettier than these flowers.”
The girl’s blush grew a vibrant red that matched the colors of the roses that stood in the middle of the flowerbed. “I, uh, um,” the girl fumbled around with one of the roses in the middle, plucking the rose carefully before handing it to Jurina, “Here, um, for the compliment.”
Jurina felt her face break into a large smile as she accepted the rose with both her hands. The girl felt the tips of her ears burst into flames as realization of her hasty actions – she had forgotten it was Valentine’s Day. The two fell into an embarrassed silence as they refused to look at each other, face adorned with red coloring that splashed their skin. Thankfully, it was broken by the irritated teacher who called out the window.
“Matsui Jurina, get back in here!” He shouted, waving his chalk in angry little circles.
Jumping up, Jurina shouted back a reply, “Coming!”
The girl looked at her, large eyes shining in the light of the sun. “I, um, I’m Matsui Rena,” she called after the retreating form of Jurina.
Jurina turned around and smiled, waving the rose. “Thank you for the Valentine’s gift, Rena!”
***
Cross My Heart and Hope to DieWatanabe Mayu/Kashiwagi Yuki
395 words
There’s a box of chocolates hidden in Yuki’s hands as she sits next to Mayu.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” the younger girl greets, smiling at her before going back to sorting her boxes of chocolates.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Mayu,” Yuki says back, her eyes taking in the unending chocolates that are spread out in front of the cyborg-like girl. Her fingers tighten around her own box of chocolates as she says the obvious, “That’s a lot of chocolate.”
Mayu sighed, making a little whining noise in her throat as she takes another one and places it into the growing pile. “I’m sick of all this chocolate; I never want to see another.”
“O-Oh, is that so?”
The wrapping paper she’s put on the small box crinkles a little as Yuki places the chocolates back inside her pocket. Mayu throws her a confused look and holds out a hand, her face expectant.
“Don’t I get anything from you?”
Yuki blinks, her large eyes growing even wider as her famous overreacting side appears in her flustered state. Her hands fly as she vehemently denies any existence of chocolate and Mayu just stares at her, obviously not believing any of the excuses that leave the older girl’s mouth.
“It’s in your back pocket, isn’t it?”
She falls silently and sighs, taking out the box of chocolates almost reluctantly and placing them into the hands of Mayu.
“You said you didn’t want to see another chocolate so,” Yuki mutters, an embarrassed look at her face as she glances at the large stack of chocolates Mayu has.
“Is that what you were worried about?” Mayu asks as chuckles softly, tearing the wrapping off gently before popping a piece of chocolate into her mouth. “You’re obviously the exception to the rule.”
And Yuki’s blushing again because Mayu says it so casually that she’s embarrassed at even having worried about something as childish as that. Her mouth opens to say something to save herself from the overwhelming embarrassment, but nothing comes out. Mayu laughs as she watches Yuki flail silently and leans over to kiss the girl, shoving a piece of Yuki’s chocolate into her own mouth. Yuki smiles at the grinning Mayu with surprise as the girl hands her a box of chocolates, a nicely tied ribbon on the corner of the box.
“Besides, you’re the only one I give any to.”
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