#that’s when Nagisa would actually get used to Yuuji’s wealth and sense of affection haha

[purple-petrichor]

NagisaxYuuji Valentine’s Day headcanon masterpost

Okay so I ship these two way too much, but didn’t have enough time to do much for them this year, so I at least wanted to get these ideas out there for others to look at:

--After mistaking Nagisa for a girl, Yuuji is very cautious about avoiding any such implications ever again. Therefore, for them, Valentine’s becomes a mostly mutual affair—that’s how it’s done in other countries abroad, plus it’s just more convenient. However, for their very first Valentine’s Day when they were kids, Yuuji purchased and gave some chocolate to Nagisa, voluntarily putting himself in the more “girlfriend” role. Nagisa was so amused by it that Yuuji resolved to hand-make the gift next time for an even more meaningful gesture.

--Yuuji’s a rich kid, so imagine what he could do with those kinds of resources. I’m talking chocolates from abroad, exotic and custom-ordered bouquets, trips to New York for Valentine’s Weekend, or taking Nagisa to a play or the ballet as a treat (Nagisa’s from a more humble background so these are really infrequent, but still, killer Valentine’s gifts). But imagine that one year Yuuji gets caught off-guard. The big day is almost here, Feb. 14th, and he hasn’t bought or prepared anything yet-

...so he hurries Nagisa out of the house. Tells him to go shopping for something they need. Nagisa, since it’s Valentine’s Day, cheekily offers for them to go together. Yuuji turns up his nose and insists that he’s busy, sorry, and all but forces Nagisa out the door. Of course, this makes Nagisa rather annoyed, and very dejected because it’s Valentine’s Day, aren’t they supposed to be there for each other as a couple? But he goes off to do the shopping.

When Nagisa comes back, he’s in a bad mood. Honestly, if Yuuji wants to be that way that’s fine, but on today of all days Nagisa really thought he’d- wait a minute.

Nagisa gets in the door and notices that the house is quiet. All too quiet and still. His assassin-trained instincts almost scream danger before he notices the trail of rose petals on the ground. The red-and-pink petals trail off down the hall and form an undeniable line leading back towards the bedrooms.

His first reaction is exasperation. Nagisa lets the grocery bags slide to the ground, slipping off of his shoulder. Oh, come on. Really? Well, now Nagisa knows what all that was about earlier. Yuuji had wanted to get him out of the house for some Valentine’s gift prepping time.

But that’s not enough. Nagisa walks on down the hall, grumbling to himself. He is not in the mood. This is not a romantic gesture. If Yuuji thinks that a few kisses and a red carpet of roses is going to clear up how he made Nagisa feel earlier, that man is dead wrong. Oh god, are these petals trailing directly up to Yuuji’s room? Nagisa swears to himself for a moment. He better not find Yuuji tied up on his own bed, trussed up as some sort of awful ‘gift’ to Nagisa for today…

But that’s not where the petals are leading. They stop at the door to Nagisa’s room instead.

Nagisa stops for a moment and stares at the threshold in confusion. What in the world?

He turns the doorknob, steps into his own room and immediately his nose is awash in scent.

His room is covered in flowers. Every surface—the desk, the chair, even the bed has a hasty tarp thrown over it in order to protect it from the bunches, the buckets, the streamers of roses spread out everywhere. There’s hardly a free space to be seen. Everything is red, white, pink, purple, and smells so sweet that Nagisa is certain it’ll be soaked into the walls for ages.

Behind him, while Nagisa’s still standing speechless, Yuuji shuffles into view. He moves through the doorway looking like someone who’s just kicked a puppy, with his hands in his pockets, gaze downcast. “So, Valentine’s Day kinda snuck up on me this year,” he confesses. “I couldn’t think of anything, and I’ve used most of my gift ideas by now, so….I was left with all the cheesy options.”

He smiles, unsure. “But if I make up for it by doing something more cheesy than anything else, do you think that would sorta cancel it all out?”

Nagisa turns to him, blinking with wide eyes. He doesn’t know how, but this somehow managed to shock all of the anger out of him. “I…Yuuji…” he manages. Now everything falls into place—Yuuji had rushed him out of the house, must have accepted the arrival of a delivery van, transferred hundreds, literally hundreds of vases of roses into his room, set up tarps and other supplies in order to collect the water from buckets and leave things clean, then signed for payment and dismissed the van just in time before Nagisa came back home.

“How expensive was this?” Nagisa says, waving a weak hand toward the room. “There must be thousands of flowers here…”

Yuuji shrugs. “Dun’ worry about it. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“…Yuuji.”

“Yes?”

“I LOVE YOU BUT WHERE THE HECK ARE WE SUPPOSED TO PUT ALL OF THESE?”

Nagisa’s room smells of roses for two whole days afterward.

--Yuuji asking after he gets home from work one year, before they officially start their celebration, “What do I get? Chocolate?”

“No. A kiss,” Nagisa says, puckering his lips just to tease.

Yuuji replies without any hesitation, “Oh, excellent. My favorite flavor!”

Nagisa blushes so hard that the tint is still on his face ten minutes later as he chases Yuuji around the house with a pillow, trying to whack the grin off of Yuuji’s face.

--Imagine Yuuji making playlists, learning how to compile songs and maybe even how to burn them to CDs in order to present them to Nagisa as a Valentine’s gift. (All while taking great care to use songs which have gender-neutral language, and aren’t feminizing) It never fails to impress Nagisa just how many songs Yuuji manages to get.

--Yuuji putting his food-tasting skills to great use—as it turns out, he might be incredible at critiquing, but he’s a horrible cook. However, he can at least taste-test ingredients and shop around for the best, most high-quality sweets in all of Japan. While he might not present Nagisa with something hand-made every Valentine’s Day, he always gives something hand-chosen, and coming from Yuuji Norita’s tastebuds, that signifies a lot.

--Okay so even though I just said their exchange is mutual, Yuuji still likes to shake things up every once in a while and do something special for Nagisa (see above). Therefore, on those years, Yuuji insists that Nagisa doesn’t have to pay him back on White Day, and ‘why would I even want something for White Day I’m not a girl Nagisa honestly geez you don’t have to get me anything in return’ but Nagisa. Always. Does. It might not be the traditional three-times-as-expensive kind of thing, but as it turns out, Yuuji happens to naturally like the usual cookies-and-gummies-and-marshmallows stuff that’s normally given as White Day gifts.

‘Dude I said you didn’t have to pay me back what the hell I meant that when I said it I’m not your girlfriend or anything haha why would you do this Nagisa I told you I don’t want it,’ Yuuji says as he shovels all the candy into his mouth.