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“I feel like I’m going a bit overboard here, but… Happy Valentine’s Day!”

~ ask-zappyzipper

Ojiro stares at the other for a moment before he has to cover his mouth to hide a grin, face flushing slightly. He could feel his heart hammering away in his chest and honestly, Denki was going to be the death of him.

“You know..I think Denny’s would be perfect right about now. Happy Valentine’s Day, Denki.”

He lowers his hand to offer a smile despite his blush, taking not only the flowers, but his hand as well.

“You look pretty handsome by the way.”

[themartialartshero-archived]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FLOWERS I LOVE LOOK AT THAT BEAUTIFUL BOY

[themartialartshero-archived]

There’s an obnoxious amount of red with a hint of yellow resting outside the door. Inside the box, a variety of white and red wrapped chocolates are carefully placed with a white warning note on the top.

“White are normal chocolates. Red are ghost pepper extract chocolates! Taste the red to challenge your manliness ; otherwise the white are safe!”

The red wrapped card is filled with a lighter red paper, a note written in white (thank fuck) waiting to be read.

“OJIRO!!!!!

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!! I couldn’t remember what flower you liked and I don’t think it was red so I got a flower that makes me happy that isn’t red. I don’t remember what it means in flower language though, so I hope it means something nice!!!!! Stay manly dude!!!

- KIRISHIMA!!!!”

Ojiro was lucky he didn’t step on the gift, the only reason for him looking down being that having a dog made him look down more when walking around. Leaning down, he picked up the box and flower, a small smile spreading across his face as he ran his thumb across the yellow petals. Eyes darting to the patch of white, a short laugh left him at the words and he rolled his eyes slightly, a fond little smile on his face.

Of course it was from Kirishima and of course he went through with the spicy chocolates.

The blonde moved into his room so he could set the chocolates and the flower down, attention almost immediately on the note. He was careful with it, acting as if it would shatter if he was too fast, and pulled the note out, head tilting slightly. His smile only grew as his eyes scanned the white words, a small hum leaving him as a warm feeling filled his chest.

“That dork..”

He should go find him..