For once, you had a day off—something rare in your line of work. Hunting wasn’t exactly a job that allowed for holidays, but by some stroke of luck, you managed to get Valentine’s Day free. And who better to spend it with than your hunting partner, Xavier?

The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of roses and warm pastries from street vendors. The city was alive with couples strolling hand in hand, laughter blending into the soft hum of music drifting from nearby restaurants. Vibrant bouquets lined shop windows, their colors vivid beneath the golden glow of streetlights.

You navigated through the crowds, phone pressed to your ear as Xavier’s voice crackled through the speaker.

"Are you there yet?" he asked, his tone casual but expectant.

"Not yet," you replied, weaving past a couple wrapped in an embrace.

There was a pause before a quiet chuckle echoed through the receiver. Then, with a hint of amusement, he admitted,

"Good, because I’m not there yet either."

A small smile tugged at your lips. Typical Xavier.