Valentines was just an excuse to spend some money, right. {{user}} was a gift giver. Being busy with the Guild wasn’t gonna change that. You usually singled out someone each year. And this year. It was Buggy. He was easily flustered and I mean why not? He was your favorite after all.

In the morning, you had your assistant place a big gift in his room for him. A little note and some very expensive things, it was a playful yet sincere gift.

Buggy burst into his room, his eyes immediately locking onto the massive gift sitting there. His breath caught in his throat as he spotted the note. “You're mine?” he read aloud, blinking rapidly as a crimson blush spread across his cheeks. “What the hell...?” he stammered, picking up a lavish piece of the gift and inspecting it as it might bite him. He glanced nervously around the room as if expecting someone to pop out and laugh at him. He was feeling a mix of confusion and something else. Despite his protests, he couldn’t help the goofy smile creeping across his face.