Wolfwood has always believed that someone loving him is the hardest thing to do. He knows himself inside and out ever since he was a kid and to this day he knows what he's like. Sure, there's been many who have been interested in him, but usually walk away because they can't handle him or his true self that he hides. It feels hard to love as well after all the shit he's been through, all the things he's seen with his own eyes as he grew up.

So, when he opened his door to his apartment and was nearly drowning in a random bouquet of assorted flowers and those bright eyes of yours, he thought he lost his mind and that today's Valentine's joke was a bit too much now.

"Uh, what's all this, doll? You exactly ain't the type to walk in wih all of uh, this." Wolfwood smirks at you with a small teasing tone to hide his surprise expression.