happy valentine’s day <3
valentine’s (succession main cast)
Kendall
ᝰ you wake up in the morning and the apartment is decked OUT
ᝰ rose petals, roses, streamers
ᝰ you didn’t know he knew what streamers were
ᝰ you wander out into the living room, and he’s sat on the couch, also still in his pajamas
ᝰ “kendall, what’s all this?”
ᝰ “it’s for you.”
ᝰ he gets up to meet you where you are and hoists you up and spins you both around
ᝰ he puts you down, your hands braced on his chest
ᝰ “because you deserve the world,” he murmurs
ᝰ he gives you a kiss
ᝰ “happy valentine’s day,” he tells you, stupid grin spread on his face
ᝰ you pepper his face in kisses, turning him pink
ᝰ “i have something for you,” you say
ᝰ “you do?”
ᝰ “of course i do.”
ᝰ you’ve been saving up for a bit
ᝰ and you know ken’s had his eye on this watch
ᝰ so you decided ‘fuck it’
ᝰ and you got it for him
ᝰ when he sees it, he just stares at you
ᝰ love clouding his eyes
ᝰ he can’t believe you’re his
ᝰ and he thinks he’s so lucky
ᝰ he sets the watch delicately down on the counter
ᝰ then kisses you so hard that you see stars
Roman
ᝰ wakes you up with a bunch of little kisses
ᝰ “hey, sleepyhead. i need you up.”
ᝰ you blink the grogginess away, him still dotting kisses over your cheeks and jaw
ᝰ “we have a reservation, babe, come on,” he whines
ᝰ “a reservation, ro?”
ᝰ “yes, now get up, pretty please.”
ᝰ he gets dressed up nice, crisp dress shirt and dress pants
ᝰ when you meet him at the door, he presents you with a bouquet of your favorite flower
ᝰ they’re already prepped for a vase
ᝰ he already has one with water and nutrients
ᝰ after you drop the flowers into the vase, he takes one, clips it, and tucks it behind your ear
ᝰ arm in arm, he takes you to a nearby breakfast place
ᝰ the fancy kind
ᝰ you have a table already set for the two of you in a private area
ᝰ you both giggle over breakfast
ᝰ you can both talk for hours on hours on hours
ᝰ but you can’t stay that long
ᝰ because roman tells you he has a trip planned for the two of you
ᝰ to cabo
ᝰ and that you need to get to the airport
ᝰ on the plane, before he takes a nap, you make sure to give him a nice, long, kiss
Shiv
ᝰ flowers are on your desk when you walk in
ᝰ and a massive box of chocolates
ᝰand a long love letter
ᝰ she tells you how much she loves you
ᝰ that she’s very excited to see you after work
ᝰ that she’ll meet you in the lobby of your office building
ᝰ you’re smiling giddily to yourself
ᝰ and you pop chocolate after chocolate into your mouth happily
ᝰ after work, she doesn’t meet you in the lobby
ᝰ she shows up at your desk
ᝰ “babe, hi,” she says, giddy
ᝰ she comes over and kisses you hello
ᝰ “thank you for all this. i have something for you, you know,” you tell her
ᝰ she can’t pull away from your lips
ᝰ she kisses you again, and again, and again
ᝰ “shiv, shiv.”
ᝰ you pull her into your lap and you take something out of a desk drawer
ᝰ you thumb it open, and she half-gasps
ᝰ you’d managed to snag her a one-of-a-kind, simple necklace
ᝰ the only ornament being a diamond heart
ᝰ you help her put it on, the chain sitting nicely on her clavicle
ᝰ she’s grinning uncontrollably
ᝰ and kissing you even more so uncontrollably
ᝰ she never ever takes it off
Tom
ᝰ mr. dreamboat romantic
ᝰ at least he hopes so
ᝰ shitting his pants waiting for you to come home
ᝰ you open the door and call out a hello to him before you realize
ᝰ the lights are dimmed, candlelight reflecting off the walls and ceilings
ᝰ rose petals are scattered in a path leading you to the living room
ᝰ you walk slowly along the path
ᝰ to him
ᝰ he’s kind of just standing there
ᝰ and you can tell he’s bricking it
ᝰ he reaches for your hands and pulls you close
ᝰ “hi,” he says, voice immediately cracking
ᝰ “i missed you,” you manage
ᝰ “yeah, i missed you too,” he murmurs back, “so much.”
ᝰ for a moment, he doesn’t say anything
ᝰ but then he continues
ᝰ “i love you very much,” he begins, “and we’ve talked about how we both want to get married, and i can’t imagine a life without you anymore, and i’m just so… so in love with you, and i… oh, i’m rambling.”
ᝰ his hands trail down your sides, your hips, as he gets down on one knee
ᝰ he reaches into his blazer and pulls out a small velvet box
ᝰ you have talked about getting married
ᝰ and you know he’s the one for you
ᝰ and of course he’s proposing on valentine’s day
ᝰ and of course you say yes
ᝰ you meet him on the floor, your lips crashing onto his
ᝰ his grip tightens on the small of your back
ᝰ he’ll never let go of you
Greg
ᝰ he’s relatively new to all of this relationship stuff
ᝰ up until this year, he’d never had anyone to share today with
ᝰ so he’s nervous and confused
ᝰ but honestly he’s always nervous and confused
ᝰ he comes home from work, bouquet in hand
ᝰ they’re your favorite flower, and color
ᝰ and rather than chocolate, he has cake
ᝰ “aw, greg.”
ᝰ “uh, i couldn’t find those, like, heart-shaped chocolate boxes… but i found hear shaped cake.”
ᝰ you laugh
ᝰ but you don’t really mind
ᝰ “um, i made sure to get your favorite flavor,” he says quietly.
ᝰ “i know it’s not much, but it’s what i could find-”
ᝰ you cut him off with a kiss
ᝰ “greg. i’m just happy you did something.”
ᝰ he thinks is heart is trying to escape his chest
ᝰ “i actually have something for you, too,” you tell him
ᝰ “but i dunno,” you continue, “maybe you’ll think it’s weird.”
ᝰ you hand him a small cloth pouch
ᝰ he takes out the pura vida bracelet you’d had made for him
ᝰ with the both of your initials on beads laced onto it
ᝰ “oh, god. you got this for me?”
ᝰ he honestly sounds like he’s going to have a panic attack
ᝰ nobody’s ever done anything like this before
ᝰ he pulls you into a tight hug
ᝰ you spend of the night cuddling on the couch, eating cake
ᝰ his suit and new bracelet are what he leaves the house in the next morning
Stewy
ᝰ extravagant king
ᝰ somehow manages to get you a day off
ᝰ and on valentine’s day, you and him are hand in hand on a pier
ᝰ he’s dressed nicely, so are you
ᝰ before you know it, you’re on a mini yacht, just you and him
ᝰ and the essential workers but they aren’t the point
ᝰ he showers you in gifts
ᝰ chocolate, jewelry you’ve been wanting, even a little stuffed bear
ᝰ you have lunch together on the deck, talking and laughing
ᝰ you play footsie under the table
ᝰ he looks at you as if you’re the only thing he can see
ᝰ and really, you are
ᝰ you both sit in the open-air living area, curled together
ᝰ his fingers rake through your hair, your head on his shoulder
ᝰ his breathing is deep, steady
ᝰ “you know,” he says, “i wouldn’t really mind if this was all we did for the rest of our lives.”
ᝰ you kiss at his shoulder, staring out at the water
ᝰ “i wouldn’t mind that, either.”
ᝰ “so… you think i’m it for you?” he asks quietly
ᝰ sometimes he thinks you could do so much better
ᝰ but never vocalizes it
ᝰ because he has to be confident
ᝰ he has to come off strong
ᝰ “i think you’re the one,” you confirm
ᝰ “you’re everything to me, you know that?” you ask
ᝰ and that’s all he needs to hear
ᝰ he pulls you even closer to him, somehow
ᝰ he kisses all over your face
ᝰ “good. because you’re it for me.”
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