How about the poly reacting to M not understanding Valentine’s Day gifts and instead of a cardboard heart shaped box filled with chocolate, it’s a boar’s heart stuffed with chocolate given to S and B and MC?
B, along with their trio of distinct companions, has witnessed a lot: S's moments of absurdity followed by heinous crimes, and the MC's competent yet unyielding manner. However, this? M was in front of them, holding out a cardboard box that reeked of blood and something foul—this was completely new. S tentatively takes hold of the bleeding, heart-shaped box that is presented to them, while B just stares blankly at it.
"What is that, M?" B asks, their patience like that of a monk. With a palm over their mouth, they watch as the MC opens the box in S's hands. However, when it is revealed, chaos erupts. B screams, S shouts in surprise, and the MC physically recoils. Within is... a chocolate-filled heart. Oh, it was a disgusting thing to look at. Yet M looked at them with pride mixed with expectation. “Gift. Val—…entine day.”
“Oh—…that’s not—“
“—It’s lovely, M. Thank you.” B interrupts the assassin beside them with a targeted elbow jab, and they reach out and place a loving touch on Ms' shoulder. M grumbles in satisfaction at the compliments, and the baker watches as their two partners try to work out what exactly they should do with this heart packed with blood and chocolate. Well, at least this is a valentines to remember, B mused as they watched the Mc experimentally poke the muscle a few times.
At the end of the day…they keep the box rather than the heart.












