ASHTON:
Ashton would be the one to send reminders in case you forgot. You never did considering he brought it up every few minutes. He wanted things to be perfect, dinner reservations at the perfect restaurant, no fans begging for pictures and bugging him–he even wanted to the wine to perfectly compliment the meal. Ashton showed up at your door with a cliché bouquet of roses, a heart-shaped box of chocolates, and a stuffed bear so big it barely fit through your doorway. Of course, from then on, everything else went wrong. The reservations were accidentally cancelled through the many from Valentine's Day requests, it was snowing a hell of a lot, and his car broke down because of the cold. Once you finally made it home, Ashton would angrily go lay down on the couch and you would lay next to him, an attempt to calm him. The moment he was finally calm, he began peppering your face in kisses, apologises about how horrible the night was. You brushed it off, not really caring. At least he thought about doing something nice for you. His actions would lead to a hot make-out session until he finally brought you upstairs for a good night. Right before, Ashton murmured, "Nothing can really go wrong with sex, yeah?" To which you laughed and decided to surprise him. "Ash, I'm pregnant."
CALUM:
Calum wouldn't be too flashy. He'd get you a small necklace, maybe a bracelet and put it on you himself. He took you out for dinner, only for it to be crashed by Mali and her boyfriend, Tom. With a sheepish smile, he shifted over to your side of the booth, allowing Mali and Tom to sit where he was. He'd just take your hand in his and intertwine your fingers, shielding them from Mali's view above the table. No doubt she'd take any chance to tease her younger brother, even if it meant teasing his girlfriend she actually liked. You surprisingly had a good time, ending the night with the other couple with a few selfies Mali posted online while Calum brought you back home. He followed you into your room where you changed into some sweatpants and flopped into bed. He got undressed as well and plopped down right next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him. "Love you," he murmured before falling asleep.
LUKE:
It was the day he proposed, of course. The little dork thought it was insanely romantic and that you'd "fall to your knees" right away. He lit the room with unscented candles, dimmed the lights so there was a soft glow from the candles, and sprinkled fake rose petals around the room. Since Luke could cook about as well as a rock, he asked Liz to prepare something for the night who ecstatically agreed barely hiding her excitement about another daughter-in-law. You arrived home to the lights all dark, but once you got further into the house you noticed the trail of flowers leading into the dining room. Following it, you found Luke at the end, the treasure in a striking black suit. He nervously bit his lip, opening his arms out and gesturing around, "Surprise," he said. You grinned at him, almost knocking over multiple candles as you crossed the room and enveloped him in a hug. The rest of the evening went well, nothing particularly worth mentioning until he brought out the glasses of wine. It was surprising enough that Luke had switched his usual beer for wine, but it was more surprising to find a small diamond ring at the bottom of your glass. "Don't worry; I cleaned it first," he assured you before clearing his throat. "I love you so much, more than you can imagine. It would make my life if you'd do me the honour of marrying me, Will you marry me?"
MICHAEL:
He would want something casual. He was never the most affectionate like that, but you knew he loved you. It would be ridiculous to assume he didn't just because he didn't shower you with expensive gifts. Michael would probably just order a box of pizza telling the person who answered, "Can you make the pepperonis into a heart shape?" When the pizza was finally delivered he'd open it and make a joke referring to an actual heart, "That's not the shape of a heart!" Then you'd watch his favourite anime (even if you didn't like it, that's how much you loved him) while cuddled up on the couch. He'd even sit through "The Notebook", pretending not to get choked up at the end unlike you who was a crying mess. Michael would keep his hand on your thigh the entire time before finally whispering in your ear, "Can we have Valentine's Day sex now?"
