A/N: for @tsntaehyung . Thank you for letting my bb have a crush on yours <3
I’m only doing this for fun.
Yoongi had been repeating this sentence multiple times a day, every day, for a little over a month now. The problem though was that he was perfectly aware that this meant more to him than just something he’d do for fun. He didn’t spend time making special mixtapes for just anyone. Yoongi giving you a mixtape was the best way to know that he really fucking cared about you like…a lot.
It had taken him weeks to find the best songs for the mixtape. It had started with multiple lists of songs neatly categorized. Songs that reminded of him, songs that reminded him of them spending time together, songs that he had said reminded him of Yoongi. And then he had listened to the songs over and over to see which ones were working together and which ones needed to be discarded.
The list of tracks had changed a lot over the course of the month. Sometimes there were new additions, other times songs were replaced by others or simply removed completely. But eventually he had reached the perfect combination of songs and he had sat back in his desk chair, staring at his laptop, hardly believing that all this hard work had ended up producing a good result.
Now, Yoongi would have loved to make this mixtape on an actual cassette tape (that was his love for retro things speaking), but he knew that no one would be able to listen to it if he did that because who in hell still owned a cassette player among his friends? So he opted to burn a CD instead. While his computer was doing all the work, he took the time to neatly write all the titles of the songs as well as the artists and on the cover, he hesitated but eventually wrote: For Taehyung.
He bit his bottom lip as he pulled his sharpie away from the paper and after putting the cap back on the marker, he reached up to run his hand in his hair. Now that the name was right there in bold black letters, Yoongi was having second-thoughts. What was he doing? He had promised not to make his feelings known and yet here he was doing exactly that via songs. This whole thing was a stupid idea. He was gnawing on his lip, lost in thoughts when his laptop ejected the CD after the burning had finished. It caused Yoongi to startle and he seriously considered just breaking the round object and tossing it in the trash can, but instead he picked it up carefully and placed it in the CD case.
The next day was THE day to give the mixtape. That morning, Yoongi took the time to dress with more care than usual and even though he ended up dressed all in black, he looked good with his button up shirt (with the sleeves rolled to his elbows) and his black pants that were hugging his legs just right and didn’t have any holes at the knees (or anywhere!). He also had nice black chelsea boots on and his hair looked perfect. He had hesitated before leaving his room, but had eventually dared to spray a bit of cologne on which was something he rarely did when he was at school.
His hands were firmly clutching the CD case as he made his way toward Taehyung’s locker. It didn’t take too long for him to see that Taehyung was at his locker which made Yoongi stop dead in his tracks. Shit. Of course the plan was to give the CD directly to Taehyung while trying to remain nonchalant and pretend that today was like any other day. But today was not like any other day and now that Yoongi could see Taehyung in the distance, he suddenly wanted to turn on his heels and go back to his dorm room.
You can’t go back! You’ve worked so hard on this, you have to give it to him!
Do you seriously think you have a chance? He doesn’t see you the way you see him.
Even if he only likes you as a friend, surely seeing this mixtape would still make it happy?
Yoongi was having an internal battle and while he was lost in his thoughts, a lot of things happened. The first one was that Taehyung noticed him just standing there, looking down at something he was holding with a deep frown on his face. The second thing was that Taehyung made his way over and had been able to get really close without Yoongi noticing. And finally, the last thing that happened was that Taehyung managed to pull the CD case out of Yoongi’s hands and by the time Yoongi noticed, Taehyung was already reading the cover, eyebrows arching up. Yoongi felt the color drain from his own face.
”What’s this? This is for me?” Taehyung commented rather than asked. Yoongi didn’t dare answer so he kept his mouth shut and watched in horror as Taehyung turned the CD around and started reading the list of songs on the back, eyes widening before starting to glance back and forth between Yoongi and the list of songs. This was the worst.
”I just…thought…I thought you would probably like this. I know it’s not your birthday or anything, but well…” He didn’t know what else to say. Everything he had prepared to say, he couldn’t bring himself to say it anymore. After all, those were things that he had never planned on telling in the first place. It was okay, he tried to reassure himself, Taehyung didn’t know. Even with this mixtape, he wouldn’t be able to know…because Yoongi had not said anything. Yoongi really wanted to believe that.
"Chief. . .I couldn't decide between the two so I want you to have both from me for Valentine's. They're really cute little rabbits, I'm sure you'll take good care of them.
Whatever happens tomorrow, I hope you have a Happy Valentine's Day today, Yamato."
A gift? Another to be more exact. The 15th was Judgement Day, wasn't it? Sadly, he could only take the objects into his hands and with a short sigh think of the circumstances they were both in. The symbolic idea of these two rabbits had bothered Yamato a great deal,
❝Wouldn't have been better to take one of them along on your departure?❞ Words spoken to himself as he based their separation on the rabbits that were given to him. He needed the other to take one along with him as well. contemplation sunk in, and confirming his actions. ❝Hibiki...❞ He started, a small chuckle under his breath, how was this suppose to be happy if the other was willing to leave everything behind. HM..
"Bark!" The dog sits in front of you, a chocolate bar hanging out of his mouth. He wants to give it to you, his friend, for Valentine's Day.
This was so overwhelming, even Yamato had to reconsider turning the gift away. He had allowed himself to kneel down, inspecting what was given to him. He hands held out as he took the object from the dog without any sort of hesitation. Lilac hues glanced from left to right, wondering if anyone was around as he used his free hand to pat the other's head. One pat, two pat and three. He was unfamiliar with the day that everyone shared with others but he didn't mind it as of now.
❝I have nothing to give you. Hm..❞
With those thoughts, he had broke the chocolate in half, holding a piece out to Koromaru. Maybe just this once, he could share. Happy Valentine's Day.
The day is nice and she has just gotten home from her duties as Ruler. Sunlight pours in through the stained glass windows as she makes way to her room, a note hanging from her door as she blinks. Plucking it off, she opens to see what is written.
the thought of your smile
and of your noble views
makes it obvious as to why
i stalk you through the pews
A quirk of a brow, the poem particularly... off putting. Thinking it more as just a jest, she opened her door only to have an avalanche of chocolate boxes and stuffed cthulhu dolls collapse against her in a split second. Buried beneath the massive pile she clutched the note tighter in her hand, not having thought to turn and look at the backside.
your most loyal follower,
gilles de rais
... laying there, she questioned if this was but another test from God.
