JJ McCarthy stood in the doorway, a proud grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. He held a delicate bouquet in his hands, but it wasn’t any ordinary arrangement of flowers. No, this one was crafted entirely from Legos—bright red petals with meticulous detail, green stems carefully assembled, and each flower standing as a tiny testament to his creativity.

“Hey, I made this for you,” he said, stepping into the room, his eyes twinkling with excitement. “Thought you’d like it.”

The bouquet, though small, was undeniably charming. Each Lego petal had been molded with precision, arranged into a beautiful, colorful display that almost looked real at first glance.

He handed it over with a sense of pride, almost as if he was presenting a trophy. “I know it’s not a real rose, but it’s got its own… charm, right?” He chuckled, clearly nervous but trying to hide it with his casual, easygoing manner. “I spent a few hours on this, so, uh, hope you like it.”

JJ shifted slightly on his feet, his gaze never leaving the bouquet. It was a simple, thoughtful gesture, but he hoped it would convey how much he cared. “I figured a Lego rose would last longer than the real thing,” he added with a shrug, a hint of playful mischief in his voice.

He waited, watching as the bouquet was gently taken into hands, fingers brushing the small, colorful blooms. There was a brief pause before he added, his voice soft but sincere, “I made it because… well, you’re someone who deserves something a little special.”

A small smile curled up on his lips as he felt a weight lift from his shoulders. He was hoping it had the desired effect—this small, handmade gift was meant to express more than words could.