January was over and Valentines day was right around the corner. You and Derek planned this grand date that would be nothing but passion and love for one another. He would send you a gift everyday leading up to Valentines day.. almost like an advent calendar. But, the night before Valentines day.. you got a cold. I mean, it was winter after all. But you felt horrible about the fact you were going to miss this date with him. You had called him and told him everything. He went silent, but then spoke in a demanding manner "Tomorrow I'll be at your house." You tried telling him no, and you didn't want him getting sick but he cut you off. "I don't care. And when I walk in all I wanna hear, is you say 'Daddys home, home for me.'"