DRIVING IN MY CAAAAAAR
RIGHT AFTER A BEER
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DRIVING IN MY CAAAAAAR
RIGHT AFTER A BEER
"the shepherd"
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my favorite grape ♡
Ramattra had little interest in the tradition of human holidays.
He'd seen Christmas, Halloween and even St Patrick's day all go by. Colourful banners and streamers decorating the buildings he stalked past, people celebrating in the streets with music and the consumption of fruity alcohol. None of it had particularly inspired him, all of it just raucous nonsense.
But that was until he met you, and until he took a closer look at the holiday known as 'Valentine's day.'
You'd told him he didn't have to do anything for you, that his presence was certainly enough. But that very same morning there was a new scarf on his desk, soft and hand woven with a note in your handwriting that read happy valentines. With a little messy heart scribbled over the I.
Cocking his head and letting his fingers glide over the smooth material of his new scarf, Ramattra considered that simply researching the holiday couldn't do any harm, surely.
--
You didn't see him that morning.
It wasn't unusual for Ramattra to be off doing his own thing, but after a while you'd began to wonder if you bothered him with your Valentine's day shenanigans. Tentatively, you find yourself waiting outside his door, hand raised as if considering to knock or retreat. Only, he opens the door before you can decide on either.
"I was about to come and retrieve you." He says, head inclined downwards as he regards you, "Come inside. I have something to show you."
You follow him inside, shoulders hunched tensely as you close the door, opening your mouth to apologise until you turn around and realise that he certainly wasn't upset with you.
A table and chairs. Draped with tacky cloth and adorned with fairy lights. Candles, rose petals and plates filled with what is unmistakeably your favourite meal. It was a textbook valentine's day, and you can't help but gape up at him as he takes a seat across from you, the chair groaning as his weight settles into it.
"This is what you've been doing all day?" You say, voice teary as you sit down across from him.
He nods, thumbing the new scarf around his neck with a thoughtful noise. "Is it not to your liking?"
You can't help yourself, ugly tears burst from you like a broken dam, your arms coming to wipe them away just as frantically as they come until Ramattra pulls your arms away, thumbing your cheek soothingly.
"It's perfect." You warble, lip trembling as he laughs down at you, staticky and caught by surprise, "You're perfect."
You hook your ankle over his while you eat that evening, and never once does he move it. His plate goes untouched, but still full as not to discourage you while you talk. All he can think of is you. Teary eyed and filling your belly with what he'd provided you. Watching you be so moved had certainly brought a new meaning to what this holiday had meant to Ramattra.
He figured he'd show you the new vibrating modifications he installed later, once you'd calmed down.
happy valentines day :)
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