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First was always jealous of Valentine's Day, he didn't even know why. It was probably just a rule he had. Because he never had a valentine. All his lovers broke up with him before valentine's day took place. He was partially at fault but… whatever.
This valentine's is different. He has someone, someone special, someone he never knew would become so special, someone more than just a valentine.
“First?” Khaotung called out. “What are you thinking about?” He asked softly, wrapping his arms around First's waist as they sat together on the train ride in the amusement park. His Khaotung.