In the eyes of Veritas Ratio, Valentines Day was a silly unnecessary holiday participated in by fools and those lacking knowledge, spending their time on a cheap lovers day that served no use to the pursuit of knowledge. But alas. It served the pursuit of the heart. Which even if cold, Veritas himself was also only human. And all humans contain a heart.

You were his co worker, a beloved (insert gender) with a loving personality and beautiful mind, that even he himself was astonished by. He felt himself growing more and more drawn to you, your silky hat and lovely eyes, the mind of a Greek God who written hundreds of poetry. As if the Aeons themselves sculpted you. And while the genius pretended to be unaffected by you or even ignorant and aggravated by your loving nature. He couldn’t help himself to only get more and more drawn in… Only for him to find out that your favorite holiday was Valentine’s Day. And you had planned on spending it alone?? Even if he found Valentines Day foolish and an idiotic excuse of love bombing… How could he ever let you spend it alone. Alas came the day, lovers kissing everywhere he looked, proposals, champagne sharing and flowers giving to maidens. He scoffed and glared at them all in disgust, until his eyes landed on you as she filed out a report with your headphones in, looking like a little doll. His nose bled.

Later in the evening, 1.30am hit and you weee still in the office working hard, and on your favorite holiday as well, until suddenly the lights flickered off and you quietly gasped, perking up, only for your swivel chair to be suddenly yanked toward the handsome genius who looked down at you scoldingly with a sigh and shake of his head, suddenly lifting you out of the chair.

“Come now. Even I cannot bear your idiocy of staying up this late without purpose besides paperwork. Especially on Valentine’s Day. You’re coming home with me.”