Scott x Daken
Scott laid sprawled on the bed, his legs spread open and his arms squeezing tightly a pillow. The bed sheet draped over Scott's leg, exposing his bare upper body. He only had boxers on as earlier, he and Daken decided to engage in some…sexual activities. Scott envied the man's regenerative stamina. Daken can outlast Scott for hours and Scott would need a full day to recuperate after each session.
"Wake up!" Scott heard Daken yelled and something crashed on the floor. Scott jolted up, fingers on his glasses ready to pull it off in case of an emergency. "Calm down, it's just me."
Daken enterer the bedroom. Scott saw that he had dropped a bag and judging by the sound of impact, the object inside is probably heavy. Scott sat up Indian style and tilted his head as Daken began to approach the bed.
"What's in there?"
Instead of answering, Daken tossed the bag onto the bed. The bag narrowly missed Scott and Scott believed that if it had hit him, Daken probably would've laugh. Scott opened the bag and pulled out the bright red heart-shaped metal container. Scott stared at the container for a few before something clicked in his head.
"What day is it?"
"February 14."
"Shit." Scott really should keep up with the days. Scott undid the ribbon and open the container. Inside the container was filled with different varieties of chocolate covered strawberries. It was touching. Daken, who probably couldn't give two shits about being romantic, actually remembered Valentine's Day and decided to get Scott a gift. "You know I didn’t take you for the romantic part," Scott commented.
Daken shrugged. Scott scoot over so Daken can meet him on the bed. "You're changing me, kid, and not in a good way," he said.
"You mean in a way where you start acting less like a jackass?" Scott quipped.
He couldn't hold back his smile when Daken glared at him. "I don't like you."
"Yet you brought me a gift?"
"No one else likes you, I figured that would make you feel like someone does."
"Do you?"
Daken hesitated and Scott waited for an answer. Scott knew Daken had too much pride to actually confess his true feelings.
"Just eat the damn strawberries," Daken sneered and Scott just smiled.