#or the way that okarun never had friends so he focused on aliens and hoped that they would be his friends but they WERENT

[t0asty1]

this is what dandadan did to me

[galaxythixf]

@niightwcves said: She's been putting it off practically all day. Not wanting to make it a scene or have onlookers staring into her business with Ken. As the gift sat in her backpack as she made it through her classes, she finally displayed it in front of him during their walk back towards her home. " Here. " Nearly shoving the gift into his hands, inside were a couple of chocolates, slightly jostled around, but mostly intact. All of them in the shapes of little alien heads or UFOs. " Thought you deserved some. " (Momo to Okarun)

All day he's been surrounded by various confessions happening between classrooms, something he's usually grown to simply ignore out of habit. There was no malice behind his intent, just the sinking reality that romance wasn't within his sphere. Not that it was particularly sad! Ken didn't consider himself a romantic by any means, favoring his theories of the extraterrestrial lifestyle above what he considered to be unrealistic. He was perfectly content focusing all of his efforts into a platonic bond he could cherish, wishing for the day that maybe someone or something might finally look at him and see someone worth their time. It's what he yearned for daily, wished for nightly, and searched for in the stars if there was anyone out there willing to listen.

Momo had come seemingly out of nowhere, a real phenomenon in the natural order of things, but she was exactly what he had hoped for—more than he could have ever imagined! Ken isn't sure how the stars could have possibly made someone so wonderful, but he's forever grateful he had the pleasure of being her friend. Their conversations felt so natural he had to wonder if all of that wishing brought him someone that understood him like no one else. He was always so enthralled with her personality and the chance to be someone important to her that he hadn't ever considered the idea that they could possibly be more than that.

The day they met he would have never even dreamed of it, but now they had far more shared experiences to understand one another on a much deeper level now that he fell so hopelessly he wanted to believe he was worth the chance. Every inside joke, wholesome gesture and unique experience he shared with her has led to a long road of confidence he's been trying to build with her help. She's given him so much he still feels as if he's come short in returning the favor, but he would, tenfold. Ken couldn't possibly express what she's done for him in words, and how grateful he was, but he could show her with the confidence she's helped him acquire. Momo made him a better man in every distinguishable way, he had to be confident and reliable enough for her to feel as though she could rely on him as much as he had with her. He had to believe in himself as much as Momo believed in him.

Although he wished for an alien, he's grateful to have met an angel

Despite all of this, Ken hadn't anticipated receiving a gift today. For years, the fourteenth has just been a day like all the others. Even now that they were so close and with very evident feelings, he never expected a gift, her company was always enough. He prompts himself to ask what's wrong when he notices she's clearly tense about something, though he isn't insistent on prying whenever she dismisses his concern. To his surprise, she shows him in the form of chocolates. His eyes light up with childlike awe staring at the alien faces that quite pitifully stared back at him in a slightly misshapen state. It's quite possibly the best gift anyone's ever given him and his excitement to eat them all reflected in his very wide, joyful grin. "Miss Ayase!" It's all he can say before he can gather the words, clutching the box with a new sense of gratitude. "You didn't have to get me anything!" But he's so grateful. It almost pains him to eat something so precious to him, but he could savor the taste and cherish the memory.

His first Valentine's Day gift from the person he loved the most couldn't possibly be forgotten.