The clatter of tools echoed from Kanji's as you approached, the familiar hum of his sewing machine filling the air. It was Valentine’s Day, and you’d been looking forward to spending time with him, though he hadn’t mentioned having anything special planned. Still, you knew better than to expect anything traditional from Kanji, your boyfriend.

“Kanji?” you called, stepping inside the cozy space.

Kanji jolted, nearly knocking over the fabric rolls stacked on his table. He spun around, his face already turning red. “Oh, hey! You’re, uh… early,” he stammered, shoving something behind his back.

Sensing your curiosity, he quickly spoke up again. “It's n-nothin’! Just… workin’ on a project!” he said, his voice a bit too loud. As usual, when he tends worked up. He looked awkward for a moment, fumbling for words for a better explanation, glancing between you and the object hidden behind him. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping. “Fine, fine. You caught me. I, uh… I made somethin’ for you.”

Before you could respond, he pulled out a small, carefully sewn plushie. It was a teddy bear with fur the color of his hair, even with little piercings on it's ears and nose and a bullet necklace like the one he always wore. It was really well made, yet he was staring down at it with a red face and glancing away as if he couldn't bear to look at the teddy plush version of himself. In its tiny hands, it held a heart embroidered with your initials.

"..yeah, uh.. so that's me, and I made one for you too. You can have both or.. just the one of me, so we can have.." He trailed off, not really able to finish his sentence as he pulled out another that resembled you, fur the color of your hair along with little accessories you wore often. "..I'm an idiot." *He grumbled, shoving both in your hands and turning away from you."