707xReader: My Sweet Valentine

✧ My Sweet Valentine ✧

Today is dubbed all over the world as the most romantic day of the year; today is known as Valentine's day. It is marked on every calender that you can buy at a convenience store and it is always February fourteenth.

Normally you would be a little bitter since you always spend Valentine's day alone binge watching stupid hallmark movies on Netflix, and then to continue your ritual you would buy half priced candy the day after Valentine's day, but this year was different. This year you had a boyfriend.

Saeyoung Choi, or 707 if you prefer, isn't exactly the type of person you'd peg as romantic, but he promised to pull out all the stops this Valentine's day. (Although you would be completely fine browsing the internet and pirating a movie in theaters with Seven, and then proceeding to watch it under a blanket fort with popcorn and Dr. Pepper).

And so, here you are, hunched over your bathroom sink, mouth agape as you apply your mascara. Your phone buzzed next to you on the counter, almost causing you to mess up your mascara and get it on your eyelid.

From: God 707 ❤
Subject: BABE
Msg: I'll be right over! I just need to pick something up at the store~
Can't wait to see your beautiful face ;)
Love you!

You smiled at the message from Seven, he was quite a cutie and his messages always were flirtatious. Even with that short message, you found your heart pounding almost as hard as the first time you kissed.

To: God 707 ❤
Subject: BABE x2
Msg: Can't wait! Love you too! :*

You twist the cap off of your [dark/bright] red lipstick and carefully apply it to your lips. Valentine's day seemed to revolve around the color red, so you were decked out in crimson. Normally you wouldn't wear a dress, but you decided that if you were going to wear one that this was the one day of the year to do so.

The dress you were wearing was a deep crimson color; the dress came just above your knees and was strapless. In the light it looked like as if it was sparkling, but it wasn't so much sparkle that it was blinding, the sparkles on the dress was tasteful and just enough to show up.

And what are you wearing on your feet with this elegant dress? Heels? Nah, you were going to sport your black high tops with low socks that wouldn't show. Seven may be super special to you, but you were not about to wear heals for him.

Just as you were about to put on some more foundation, a long, loud honk of a car caught your attention.

Seven.

This was Seven's "special" way of getting you outside, and it was absoluetly obnoxious.

You race down the staircase and fling open the door, waving at Seven to let him know you heard him and that you'd be right out.

You quickly lace up your converse, grab your clutch off the kitchen counter, grab the letter you wrote for Seven and his gift, and race back outside again hoping that Seven won't start his honking nonsense all over again.

"Oh, good," Seven grins as you slide into the passanger's seat, "I was about to start honking again; I was worried you fell asleep in the two seconds I saw you." You swat at his arm and giggle.

"Happy Valentines day, you big meme." You give him a quick kiss on the cheek and sink back into your seat. He starts the car up and pulls put of your driveway.

"Happy Valentines day, Sunshine, you look absolutely stunning." You blush at his comment and avert your gaze from him to the window.

"So," you started, tapping your fingers against the windowframe, "Can you tell me where we are going now since today is Valentine's Day? You've been keeping it a secret for months."