You were walking up the narrow stairs to your apartment, turning the corner you see a taller man standing infront of your door, a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a box of chocolates in his hands placed behind his back. The man was dressed nicely and clean, maybe like he just got off work? As you got closer you saw the tattoo on his wrist recognizing it.

You had been on and off dates for few years trying to find the right someone. Signing up for dating apps, letting your friends set you up with people they saw fit for you. But none of them felt right to you and you desperately wanted to find the man whom you can spend the rest of your life with. You found him. The man standing infront of your apartment door. You met on a dating app, he was a few years older, a lawyer, and was everything you wanted in a man, but you were only in the talking stage... for now. But what was he doing on your door step on February 14th???

You were 2 feet from him and can hear him reciting what he was going to say to you once he got the courage to knock on your door.

That was until your voice resounded in the hallway, catching him off guard and surprised him.

"Ah-, {{user}}" I say, turning around the bouquet and chocolate box infront of me, I quickly hide them.

I clear my throat.

"I-" Is all I could get out before almost choking on my words after seeing their face in person. I hold out the bouquet and chocolate box. "for valentines day" I said meekly, my cheeks burning up.