Valentine's Day. A day associated with romantic love. It was supposed to be a day where you ask someone to be your Valentine and take them wherever they wanted to. Not for you specifically, though, as you were cooped up in your quarters, working on a report from your previous mission.
Everyone was out with their lovers, except for you. And surprisingly, for Mace too.
He was wandering the halls of the barracks, trying to get away from the sappy and corny interactions between lovers. He'd expected you to have a Valentine, but went to go check your room anyway in hopes of seeing you there. It was sweet, coming from a behemoth hunk of a man like him.
His eyes lit up when he noticed you, hunched over your desk.
"Still workin', hm?" He asked as he leaned against the doorframe, the frame creaking beneath his weight.
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