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Special Valentine

A/N: I was supposed to post this on Valentine's day (it's a valentine's day drabble duh 😭) but things took a turn so here it is, a few days later than intended.

Enjoyy 💕
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"We need to talk."

Şahika blinks, staring dumbfoundedly at the woman at her door. She doesn't recall doing anything to her, so Ender suddenly showing up with such a serious demeanor is slightly unnerving, to say the least.

The brunette nods, still unable to find the right words, and opens her door further for Ender to enter. The woman slips past Şahika and into the salon without saying anything, making herself comfortable as if she were entering her own home.

Şahika tries to suppress an eye twitch when Ender takes off her coat and throws it on the couch, pretending she doesn't see the perfectly available hanger a mere meter away. Şahika doesn't make a move to grab it. She fixes Ender a cold look, then settles on letting out a sigh, when Ender sits regally on the leather sofa, one leg crossed over the other.

Şahika closes the door, deciding to stay on her feet as she waits for Ender to speak.

Except she doesn't.

Silence washes over the room like a wave when both women refuse to speak. It's not exactly uncalled for, though. Şahika doesn't try to bring anything up to irritate Ender any more than she currently is, and it appears as though Ender needs a minute or two to process her thoughts. It's awkward until the woman takes a breath and prepares herself to speak.

"The Valentine's Day annual gathering," she starts after clearing her throat, blue eyes never leaving a spot on the wall behind Şahika. "Are you going with anyone?"

Şahika furrows her brows in confusion.

That's what had Ender so agitated? A social gathering for a holiday Şahika never even cared for?

"I'm not going," Şahika answers honestly. "I'm not exactly an enthusiast of the celebration."

"Not going?" Ender repeats, left eyebrow raised in disbelief.

"Yes." Şahika rolls her eyes. "I planned on staying in and enjoying a bottle of wine in solitude tonight. What about it?"

"Reschedule your wine."

"Excuse me?"

Ender stands up, after that, brushing off her dress and crossing her arms across her chest almost defensively. "Listen, Şahika," she sounds hesitant, somehow, like what she's about to say doesn't want to come out, but Ender speaks, rubbing her eyebrow with a finger as she struggles to find the right words. "It'll be good for my- uhm... our image if we have dates for the evening."

"Well, I don't have a date."

"Likewise."

"Then find one."

Ender rolls her eyes at Şahika. "What do you think I'm currently doing?"

Şahika's eyes widen a little when realization hits. "Wait — Are you asking me to..."

"If money must be involved, then please state your price."

"I-" Şahika cuts herself off in her perplexed state. "Are you trying to hire me to be your valentine?"

"If that's how you would like to refer to it then, by all means, don't let me stop you."

Şahika stares at Ender in complete astonishment, although her face doesn't exactly show it.

If she agrees, she is going to be paid to go to dinner with Ender.

The evil witch.

Strategic scorpion.