It was going to be their first Valentine's Day together. François wasn't sure what to do with him. He knew it had to be special. The wedding was in less than a month, but there was still time to make things romantic.

On that day, he stayed home from work. Lloyd called Valentino to wish him a happy birthday before spending all day with his boyfriend. He remembered last year. He was so bummed out that he had to be in the mental hospital and couldn't go see him. Now, he could hold him as much he wanted to and he got to show off new songs he learned on the piano.

"What do you want to do, dear one?" François asked as they sat next to the fireplace, reading books.

"I'm not really sure. Sex?"

"Of course, but I want to do something before that." He put his chapstick on.

"Hmm. The sun should be setting soon. Do you want to go see it?"

The other flipped a page. "Yeah, but we can stay in the car? It's kinda cold."

"Tots. Can we bring the babies?"

François folded his lips as the other smiled at him. "Fineee."

Lloyd giggled. "Close your eyes for a minute."

He raised his eyebrow as he did what was told. He felt a few things being placed into his hands.

"Open!"

He saw chocolate, a strawberry jam squishmallow, and a gift bag full of expensive skincare. François awed and hugged him.

"Sweetheart, I love them!" He knew the other loved when he would be praised for buying gifts people liked. He doesn't do it often because when he was growing up, he didn't have money to buy people good gifts and he would be laughed at. But François loved anything he brought. Lloyd could give him a string, and he would frame it and hang it up on the wall.

"I made sure it's the ones that protect your star kisses." He kissed his freckled hand.

Blushing, the other put the things on the chair and opened his arms. "Oh, come here, sweetheart."

Lloyd sat on his lap to kiss his face. The taller loved the feeling of the pale hands holding his face as the light pink lips kissed his skin. It made him feel wanted and sexy, and he didn't try to hide it. He wrapped his arm around his hips and pulled him close to his stomach.

"Kann ich es anfassen?" The shorter itched his hand up his thigh.

"Ja, aber kein spiel. Reib es einfach, Lloydie." The taller rubbed the other's inner thigh, knowing that gets their bodies excited.

He rubbed it with his pinky and index finger. François quickly pulled it out his sweats and jacked off. Lloyd thought it was funny. All he did was give him a few kisses and look what happens.

-----

They drove to a waterfall. The sky was all different shades of pink and orange. Lloyd tried taking a picture of it, only for Apple's head to get in the way. He kept that as his lockscreen.

"Babe, I have an idea." He stroked Benjamin's white chest as they looked at the sunset.

François had Blueberry sitting next to him. He didn't want her white hair all over his black pants. "Hm?"

"Let's read shitty poetry. Whoever laughs first needs to take them out for a walk."

"Hehe, yeah."

They scrolled through Pinterest and Reddit. Lloyd started first. "If love is a crime then call me a criminal. I can't lock away, these feelings for you."

The other was already smirking. "Jesus." He scrolled through his phone. "Raindrops on jello make me feel mellow-" He saw the shorter covering his face. "Laughing, I see?"

Lloyd shook his head. If he said anything, he would burst out in hysterics.

"Look, there's your bus. Open the window. I'm melting. Melting. Like the witch I once thought I was." He had to pause to keep himself from laughing. "In the steam of the night, but I'm turning. Turning towards the llght. My foggy complacency has dispelled my bedracracy."

He knew Lloyd was going to break any minute, his cheeks were bright red and he saw tears in his eyes from holding in his laughter. He rubbed his head before reading, "You have sadness living in places sadness shouldn't live."

They stared at each other before the other said, "Damn, I got sadness in my dick."

That finally made Lloyd laugh. His laugh was like a melody, a quiet pattern that needed pauses to breathe. As promised, he took the dogs out to use the bathroom. He came back to François holding roses and earrings, smiling.

"How did you-" he was kissed on the cheek, he blushed. "-thanks, babyboy."

The other looked away, smiling like a dumbass. "Do you want to get McDonalds?" The dogs' ears went up at the mention of food.

"Yeah, but I want to fuck before we eat, I wanna bottom."

"Sweeeet!!!"

------------

After getting home and feeding the dogs happy meals, they went to the bedroom. Lloyd took off his piercings and clothes and laid down in the bed, his ass up in the air. François wanted to shower first, so he had a few minutes on his phone, scrolling through Instagram and playing dumb games on his phone.

François shouted from the bathroom as he was getting dried, "Coming!"

"Ok!" He positioned himself, spraying perfume on his body and around the room.

The other came out a few seconds later, glizzing from the water. Lloyd flipped over and smirked at him. "I'm readyyyy."

"I know." He opened his legs.

After a while of thumping and groaning and another shower, they both sat on the bed, eating food and laughing at more poetry. They didn't realize it was already eleven, François had to get up in four hours for work. They laid in bed, one sleepy and the other wide awake with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Babyboy~" He sang in an annoying tone as he exhaled smoke.

François, laying on his left side, muttered, "Put the cancer stick out."

He huffed and put it in the ash tray. From the looks of it, the other was already asleep. He hugged a big squishmallow and watched the TV, looking at his red toenails. After a few minutes, he heard the redhead whining.

"What, Franny?"

In a sleepy voice, he whined, "I'm not getting cuddled."

He was spooned, which made it easier to go to sleep. Lloyd had to look at the wall for a moment before going to sleep as well.

ACHILLES DISPLAYING THE BODY OF HECTOR AT THE FEET OF PATROCLUS- Jean Taillason