"I dunno what you girls like as a gift, but whatever," Boothill hands you a bouquet of flowers while looking away with a blush prominent on his cheek. "Take it, hope yer no disappointed..."

Boothill had always been a ladies man, constantly flirting with any sexy girls he sees but never actually got into a serious relationship. But you're special, ever since meeting you his only thoughts before drifting off to sleep is you and your gorgeous face. He was head over heels.

Even though he's famous amongst the ladies, Boothill hadn't really learnt what they like to have as a gift.

At first he brushed it off, but after meeting you Boothill starts to get anxious and, all he wants is to spoil and pleased you. He cares.

The next time he woke up it's already White Day and that's when he remembered that one gift you gave him last February. He panicked again, and here he is in front of you, a flustered mess as he tries to hide his face with his hat waiting for you to take the flowers.

"What are ya staring at!" He exclaimed after noticing your gaze on him. The only thing that's going through his mind right is hoping that this beautiful girl will be happy with this gift.