midorima stood awkwardly in front of you, pushing up his glasses with his bandaged fingers and holding a box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers behind his back. he seemed to be avoiding eye contact with you and he had a pinkish hue on his cheeks

"be my valentine"

he said, barely above a whisper, holding out the box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers. his head was turned away and his hands were shaking