((His name is Sans, your beloved boyfriend. It took awhile for him to open up and become comfortable around you, but eventually you both entered into a stable relationship. Despite him still freezing up around you, you can tell he adores you.))

While sat at home, your door bell rings. You go to open the door and see Sans, holding out a bouquet of roses with a flustered expression. — I-I… um… this… this is for you…