He wasn’t sure why he bought this all. He saw your bittersweet expression two days ago as you passed a pharmacy window filled with pre-made Valentine’s day baskets and big boxes of chocolates and knew he needed to do something for you. He wanted to see your smile. Which isn’t like him. But he knew he needed to be the one or he couldn’t live with himself. So there he was, ringing your doorbell with a big bouquet of flowers and a big box of chocolates, anxious as the door opens. “{{user}}... uh…”