#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS ASK ;W; NEEDLESS TO SAY YEO IS OVER THE MOON / HE LOVES SHIN SO MUCH I'M GONNA CRY---

[jeoseungsaja]

You could have it the easy way, simply skip over the festivities, recognise it for what companies are trying to gain from it, lock the door, stay inside, and hope that it will be a regular day, or at least one devoid of any strange surprises. OR you could have a dopey smiling dokkaebi standing at your front door, carrying a bouquet of royal azaleas and roses that is larger than his torso, multiple shopping bags filled to the brim with art supplies, chocolate, and other far too expensive gifts (from perfumes chosen according to Yeo's taste and with the sensitivity of his nose in mind, to expensive watches and handcrafted glass trinkets depicting objects, colours, anything he likes) hanging from his other arm, dressed to the nines and saying: "Happy Valentine's Day~"

@mythvoiced ♚ 💕 yeo's lovemeter when it comes to this absolutely heckin' precious dokkaebi is off the charts, it already broke because it exceeded the limits; what are limits, even, this fox's love toward shin is boundless--- 💕

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"Aish,"

he takes a step back to fully look at himself in the mirror; sighing as he adjusts the collar of his black-colored dress shirt. Gumiho stretches his arms and looks at the color of his blazer --- it's vibrant red, bought specifically for this occasion and he doesn't know if it's too much. Perhaps he should've purchased a different one? Perhaps he...should've just dressed as he usually does? Heavens, when was the last time he was this worried about looking good for someone? Centuries ago, most likely.

And when was the last time he celebrated a holiday like this? Mischievous fox used to take advantage of this day to purchase special sweets only released during Valentine's Day as to eat them by himself, not really minding the rest of meanings date could have. He'd spend the day going into different stores, dismissing every 'wow, your partner must be so lucky if you're buying something like this for them' with a nonchalant smile; taking all dulcet items home as to watch My Neighbor Totoro for nth time whilst eating away.

Who would've thought that life eventually had different plans for him. Forget all the candy for himself; brush away every lollipop and special flavor of ice cream with heart-shaped sprinkles. All the gifts he took the time to pick out during the past week were not chosen for him but for someone who occupies his mind all day, every day; for someone who makes his heart beat like the loudest drum just by a single look shared.

A hand rearranges bits and pieces of his lustrous hair, still having his doubts. Palms fall on his hips, wondering if he just should go ahead and choose something different from his closet. Maybe he should forget about this blazer, select another one, give this one to Rang, doesn’t he use hues like these? Would it fit him? Would he even want it? He can already imagine his face of distaste; the possible words spewed as to force denial out of lips --- maybe a present isn’t a good idea...for now. 

Suddenly, bell rings and notions swirl away; being short in time makes the decision for him, keeping clothes as they are. He gets out of his room and walks toward living room’s table, making sure all rectangular boxes are correctly arranged. Three boxes, all of them elegantly wrapped in shades of silver, gold and red. The biggest box has a long, coffee-colored coat inside; the medium-sized one contains a fluffy, soft pink sweater (the color reminded him of cherry blossoms, he had to buy it). The smallest holds a framed drawing made by Yeo, one with the image of hands holding each other; the sight of beach’s waves (different tones of blue) in the background and branches of olives spreading out of the sleeve of one of the painted hands, as if touch alone could make them grow. 

And yes, this might be a little cheesy, it might be a little sappy; so what? An enamored fox bleeds love all over the place and it cannot be helped. Besides, Kim Shin deserves all these things and much more; he’d give him the universe if he could trap it in a snow globe, if Shin asked him to. 

The bell rings again.

“I’m going, I---” 

If Shin’s the one behind the door (it is Shin, he can smell him from here, along with the mixture of other scents; he swears he’s also picking up the fragrance of roses from somewhere, and royal azaleas? What’s that other smell, it’s sweet---), then why is he ringing the bell? He could easily come inside, teleport himself right through...ah, always the respectful gentleman; he rather wait than break any boundaries.

Yeo opens the door.  So that’s why it also smells like roses and royal azaleas.

He chuckles, chuckles in a way where he can’t believe this is happening; chuckles in the shape of content giddiness; where lips keep a bright smile even when sound has temporarily faded from mouth. Though Yeo expected his visit, he didn’t expect all of this. The beautiful and gigantic bouquet; the numerous bags hanging from fingers and wrist --- goodness, does he even deserve any of this? Does he even deserve that gorgeous smile; the way Shin stands there, dressed so nicely, with bright eyes that look at him as if he’s worth much more than what others used to whisper in the past?

Maybe he doesn’t. But he wants to earn this. Doesn’t matter how many fights he has to fight for it, he’ll take them all if it means he’ll get to live more moments like these by Dokkaebi’s side. 

  “What’s all this? Shin, you--where did you get a bouquet this big? Royal azaleas are not easy to find during this season, where---”

 But it shouldn’t surprise him, should it? The great and outstanding Goblin is capable of finding royal azaleas in the middle of the desert if needed. To think Shin chose this combination instead of choosing whatever set of flowers was available; to think he remembers his favorite ones...well, the fox’s heart is in a flurry. 

  Yeo’s hands stretch to help him carry the bags; fingers latching to strings and noticing that the sweet scent he identified earlier is coming from there. 

“Is...there chocolate in here? Smells a bit of alcohol and scented oils in there, too...perfumes? Why are the bags so heavy? Now the gifts that are waiting for you in the living room will look bad next to these, such an overachiever---” 

A huff, but he smirks, as if to say that he’s only teasing; tone fond and far from holding any kind of negativity.  Yeo places some of the bags atop a coffee table near the corridor and the others on the floor due to lack of immediate space. He then turns about and leans in to smell the bouquet; pleasantly inhaling the rich fragrance. 

“So pretty. But you know who’s prettier?” 

Leaning back, he carefully takes the bouquet in his arms and with a roguish glint in his eye, he looks up to see Shin...and swiftly manages to sneak a peck on the other’s lips. 

“You. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

A playful smile dances on mouth before nonchalantly moving about; safely placing the flowers atop another table. He’ll definitely place them in a vase later, but first--- 

“I have to properly thank you for all of this.” 

He returns to where Shin is; closing entrance’s door and looking at him with utter fondness. Yeo tilts his head to a side, stretching his hand toward the holder of his heart, inviting him to take it if he wishes to. 

 “How about...one kiss for each gift? Each flower counts as one gift, so that alone gives you about...hmm...thirty, forty kisses? Maybe more? What do you say? If yes, you might want to sit down for this...it’s going to take a while. My lap’s available as a seat, just a suggestion---” 

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