chandler hadn’t thought much about valentine’s day.

it wasn’t like he hated it or anything, but it just wasn’t a big deal. at least, not until this year. not until her.

they weren’t really dating. not officially, anyway. but the way she curled up beside him on her bed, the way she leaned into him like it was the most natural thing in the world—it made him feel like maybe they were something.

the laptop was open in front of them, the camera app on, reflecting them. she had her phone in her hands, opening the camera, tilting it slightly so the screen reflected their image through the laptop’s display.

chandler barely had time to react before she snapped the picture.

“hey,” he laughed, voice low against her ear. “warn me next time.”

she turned to look at him, grinning. “you looked fine.”

he rolled his eyes but didn’t move away, his chin still resting on her shoulder, arms lazily draped around her waist.

she pulled up the photo, showing it to him. their reflection in the laptop screen, his face close to hers, a soft glow from the screen making it look almost dreamlike.

he couldn’t help but smile.

“send it to me,” he murmured, his voice quieter now.

she did, and his phone buzzed a second later. he opened the message, staring at the picture a little longer than necessary.