And so, Valentine's was upon us...

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Who: Kyon and Haruhi
What: Suddenly, flowers!
Where: I guess it'll probably start at Kyon's place
When: Starting Feb 13th, could spill into subsequent days
Warnings: Just... HaruKyon nonsense.

[Kyon came into his house to sit on the couch after school, Haruhi not far behind. He took a glance at the flowers on the table. They'd just turned up yesterday out of the blue, like many things do in Mayfield. ... They didn't have that fragrance before now though, did they?]

Comments

14th;

[extraordinarily]

[ Something was wrong.

Actually, I could have quoted everything from Endless Eight, but I'll refrain. Haruhi, at this point is still asleep, though she may stir a little bit every once in a while. Kyon, what do? ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

[O-oh, this is awkward...]

[extraordinarily]

[ And Haruhi opens one eye and then the next and stares at Kyon. ... Staaaare. ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

[Staaaaaare back...]

[extraordinarily]

Move over. I'm going to make breakfast. [ She'll be lenient today. But only today. ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

O-Okay...

[And he'll move as she asks?]

[extraordinarily]

[ And she'll frown slightly before raiding the kitchen to make breakfast. ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

[And... Kyon'll go down as well and sit down.]

[extraordinarily]

[ Haruhi's really quiet right now as she cooks, though it smells really good. When she's done, she'll set two plates.

Apparently, she cooked eggs and bacon. ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

[Kyon'll go ahead and eat them quietly...]

[extraordinarily]

[ ... Same here. After she's done she'll get up and say: ]

I'll be back.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Uh... Sure, that's fine...

[extraordinarily]

If you want to come too, that's fine.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Uh, sure...

[And he'll tag along, because why not?]

[extraordinarily]

[ONWARDS

To Haruhi's house!]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

[Okay, and...?]

[extraordinarily]

Stay down here. I'm going to get something. [ And she'll make a beeline to her room for a moment before reappearing, something obviously behind her back.

And no, there's no roses on the table. What are you even talking about? ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Uh, right...

[Roses, you say?]

[extraordinarily]

[ Yes. Magical roses. ]

Here. [ And she'll shove the box of handmade chocolates towards Kyon. ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... For me?

[extraordinarily]

Who else would they be for, Cupid? I made them yesterday morning.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Right... Uh, thanks?

[extraordinarily]

... You're welcome, I guess. [ A beat. ] But you owe me one! You better remember that!

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Right...

[Uh... Kiss~?]

[extraordinarily]

[ Oh... okay. Have a kiss right back? ]