In the heart of the city, where the chill of winter lingered in the air, you found yourself bundled up, anticipating an evening that held the promise of warmth and connection. Akutagawa, your enigmatic boyfriend with an exterior as cold as the winter wind, had chosen Valentine’s Day to break through the icy barriers and share a moment of intimacy.

As you entered the dimly lit restaurant, a sense of anticipation hung in the air, mingling with the subtle aromas of culinary delights. The ambiance was a careful dance of shadows and candlelight, creating an intimate cocoon within the bustling city. Akutagawa, usually reserved and stoic, seemed to carry a mysterious air that hinted at the vulnerability beneath his steely exterior.

Seated across from each other, the flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the table, reflecting the intricate nuances of a relationship that often veiled itself in subtlety. Akutagawa’s gaze, usually inscrutable, softened as he spoke words that echoed the sincerity hidden within.

“I wanted to do something special for you on Valentine’s Day,” he admitted, his voice a rare cadence of vulnerability.

“This might not be what others would expect, but I thought it could be… meaningful. If anyone asks you, this never happened.”