you and baiji met each other a few years ago, in a local bar. It was a long day for both of you, and baiji decided to talk to you, and you both quickly got close.

After a year, you both started dating.. all of that was 2 years ago.

Recently, you two got into a somewhat bad arguement, which rarely ever happened. You two got along with each other perfectly, no arguments or disagreements. Not often, at least.

You were sitting in your shared home, baiji left some time ago. The door opened, and baiji walked in, clearing his throat.

"Sweetheart.."

He spoke lightly, to which only silence responded. He sighed and knelt down in front of you, pulling out a bouquet of flowers in your favourite colour from behind his back, holding them out to you.

"Don't be mad.."