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“Myu-chan, I’m home!” Natsuki calls out.
“Natsuki!” Camus walks towards the doorway. “Welcome back,” he says with a smile.
Natsuki giggles. “You’re wearing the apron I gave to you!”
Camus blushes a bit, twirling the edge of the apron around his finger. “Yes, I thought it would be nice to do for the occasion. Since, um, I-I’m doing it for you. . .” The shy and sweet side of Camus just makes Natsuki want to hug and kiss him. So, he did just that.
“Ahh!! Myu-chan is so cute when he acts so sweet!!” Natsuki gushes more about Camus as he hugs and kisses him all over.
“N-Natsuki!” Camus puts his hands on Natsuki’s shoulders to keep him steady. “If you keep going, I might fall over!”
“Sorry, Myu-chan.” Natsuki lets go of Camus and laughs. “I couldn’t help myself.” He finally gets a look at what the living room looks like. There are rose petals placed nice and orderly on the coffee table. The walls are decorated with silk ribbons lining upon them. What brings the entire place together in a perfect knot is a blooming rose in a fancy detailed vase on the very middle of that same coffee table. “Wow!! You did all this?”
Camus cleans himself off. “Yes, I did. I believe I made quite the extraordinary effort trying to get this place to appeal to your liking.” He turns away, his cheeks glowing a soft pink. “Do you like it?”
“Like it?” Natsuki glows with laughter. “I love it! It feels so romantic!” He gives Natsuki a small kiss on the cheek. “It’s just perfect, Myu-chan. You did a great job.”
Camus blushes a brighter pink as he’s being held in Natsuki’s arms again. “Th-Thank you, Natsuki,” he mutters.
“No problem!” Natsuki puts his chin on Camus’ shoulder. “So, why are you wearing an apron? Did you make something??”
Camus chuckles and untangles Natsuki’s fingers, releasing Camus from his boyfriend’s trap of a loving embrace. “Indeed, I have. I’ll go fetch it. You sit down and enjoy yourself.”
Natsuki nods as he watches Camus walk back into the kitchen, then goes to sit by the coffee table. He hums a soft tune to himself as he plays around with the assorted rose petals laid out in front of him.
“Alright, who’s ready to try some desserts?” Camus walks into the living room, a plate of treats in one hand and a champagne bottle in the other. Natsuki looks up and claps his hands together with joy. Camus places the plates of treats in front of Natsuki and sits down beside him. “I made these for this special occasion. I’ve been practicing my baking skills so I could be able to make these for you.” The plate holds a small heart-shaped cake with small Piyo-chan Cupid cookies on the side. In small delicate writing, the cake reads “Happy Valentine’s Day”.
“It’s super cute!!” Natsuki gushes. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to eat this!”
“Really?” Camus turns away. “You know, I’d be quite upset if I have to throw away the dessert.” He feels something hard poke his cheek, and turns around.
“Myu-chan, say ‘ahh~’!”
Camus blinks twice before taking the cookie whole. “As much as I want to enjoy it with you, I made it specifically for you. It wouldn’t be as—“
“It’s Valentine’s Day, Myu-chan.” Natsuki sticks another cookie in between Camus’ lips. “You shouldn’t be feeling bad today. You did all this for me because you love me, so I’m doing this because I love you!”
“N-Natsuki!” Camus’ face flushes a deep red as he crosses his arms. “You really need to stop making me act like this.”
“Last time I checked, it wasn’t my fault you fell for me~!”
Camus coughs a bit from that remark. “Natsuki!!” He tries to make up a comeback, but fails to do so, sighing in defeat. “You. . . aren’t wrong. . .”
Natsuki giggles and leans in for another kiss, but is stopped by the champagne bottle Camus is holding in between them. “Myu-chan,” he says, “what are you holding that for?”
“Oh, this?” Camus smirks. “I thought it’d be nice to have a few drinks.”
“But, you rarely ever drink.”
“Exactly.” Camus gets up and walks back into the kitchen. He returns next to Natsuki holding two cups and a bottle opener. “This is a rare occasion right here.”
“Is there a reason why you don’t drink alcohol as much as your friends?”
Camus lays the cups out and pours champagne into them. “I have a low tolerance.” He places the bottle down and gives Natsuki his cup. “Drink up, love.”
“Love?” Natsuki chuckles. “That’s the first time you’ve ever given me a nickname.” He looks up to see Camus already finishing up his own cup. “Myu-chan?!”
“Oh boy, that hit the spot!” Camus lets out a hiccup followed by a high-pitched laugh. He turns towards Natsuki and gives him a hug. “Heeeeyyy~!!” Camus giggles. “Natsukiiiii!! Are you gonna—hic!—drink thaaaaat??”
“M-Myu-chan!” Natsuki laughs, trying to keep his cup away from Camus. “Yes, I’m gonna drink it. Now, settle down, please?”
“Aww. . .” Camus pouts, not letting go of Natsuki. “But I wanna—hic!—cuddle!! Natsukiiiii!!”
Just then, Alexander walks into the room. He makes his way to the other side of Natsuki and paws his leg. “Oh, Alexander-kun! Yes, yes, I’m on it.” Natsuki puts his cup on the coffee table, unwraps Camus’ arms from his body, and stands up. “I’m sorry, Myu-chan, but I need to go get something. In the meantime, Alexander-kun can keep you company.”
“But, Natsukiiiii!!” Camus whines in his drunken state. Alexander sits beside Camus and puts his head in Camus’ lap. “Ehehe~” Camus plays with Alexander’s ears, forgetting what he was so upset about.
Natsuki smiles and walks out of the room. He looks both ways to see that there’s no one coming his way. “Alright, the coast is clear! You can come out now.”
A small golden retriever pops her head out from under a clothed table across from Natsuki. She dives back in and pushes out an empty gift box big enough to fit her.
“Aww!!” Natsuki gets down on his knees. “You ready to meet your new owner, girl?” The pup yips with excitement. “Okay! Get in the box! I just know you’re gonna surprise him a lot!” The pup easily obliges, jumping into the gift box. Natsuki reaches under the table to find the lid, then covers the box. “Don’t worry, you won’t be in here for long.”
He walks back inside, finding Camus sprawled forward on the coffee table. Natsuki’s cup is now empty. Alexander is on the other side of the table watching Camus.
“Hehehehehe!! Natsuki’s cup was very nice~” Camus hiccups again.
Natsuki smiles as he places the gift box on in front of Camus.
“Huh??” Camus feebly pushes himself up. “What’s this for? It’s not my birthday, Natsuki.”
“I know,” Natsuki responds. “This is a Valentine’s Day gift!” He sits back next to Camus. “C’mon, Myu-chan, open it!”
Camus sways from side to side. “Hmm. . .”
The box shifts around a bit. The excited little retriever couldn’t wait any longer. She jumps out of the gift box and into Camus’ arms.
“Oh my God!!” Camus shouts. “It’s a little puppy!!” He rubs her head in delight. “She’s sooooo cute!!”
“She is, isn’t she?” Natsuki leans in towards Camus’ ear. “By the way, she’s yours to keep,” he whispers.
Camus lets out the biggest gasp Natsuki has ever heard him make, and just starts crying.
“M-Myu-chan!”
“She’s so—hic!—beautiful!!” he sobs. “I’m gonna name her Princess Rosy Fluffypaws!”
‘That sounds like a name I would come up with.’ Natsuki chuckles as he watches Camus play with Princess Rosy Fluffypaws’ paws. “You’ve only gotten her for about a minute and you’re already emotionally attached to her. How cute!”
Camus shoots an angry glare towards Natsuki, spooking him a bit. “How could you?!”
Natsuki scoots back about a few centimeters. “‘How could I’ what?”
“How could you surprise me with something like this when you know I’m very emotional and drunk off my—hic!—butt right now?!” Camus lets go of Princess Rosy Fluffypaws and pounces on Natsuki. “Natsuki, you big meanie!!” His eyes are filled with drunk tears. “I thought I could trust you!”
Natsuki couldn’t help but laugh at how adorable his Myu-chan is acting. He pats Camus on the head and quickly steals a kiss from him. “I’m sorry, Myu-chan,” he apologizes. “You still love me, though, right?”
Camus just cries harder. “I love you so much!!”
Natsuki pulls Camus close and hugs him. Alexander and Princess Rosy Fluffypaws join in. “I love you, too, Myu-chan.”