Janiel Oneshots (Discontinued...Again)

88. Valentine's Day (Fluff)

(Slightly AU)

(Daniel's POV)

I love the month of February. Mostly now because I finally have a Valentine. I never liked the holiday of Valentine's Day because just the thought of it made me sick. I mean, the only things that are socially acceptable on that day are chocolate hearts and roses. Both of those are so cliche it's ridiculous! But when I met my boyfriend Joey, my thoughts changed. However, one of the things that we have in common is our hatred of the holiday. I want to surprise him but he keeps telling me how much he despises the idea of doing anything remotely romantic. He doesn't want to feed into the cliche.

Yes, I know that I once hated the holiday as well, but when I got a boyfriend, I loved it. Now I just want to shower him with love and affection but all he wants to do is sit home and make fun of the "pathetic" holiday. Do you know how much it hurts to hear your boyfriend talk about how much he hates the day of love? It's like a bullet to the head. I thought his perspective would change once we got together, but no.

Valentine's Day is three days away. Joey's blatant dislike of the holiday has gotten worse and worse. I've kept my mouth shut when he'd go on tirades, afraid that if I spoke, I'd start crying or yell for him to stop. "Don't you agree Daniel?" My heart stops as he stares at me, waiting for my approval. "No." Joey scoffs "excuse me?" Standing up, I shove him back "I said no! I love the holiday now! Now that I have a fucking boyfriend, I want to be extra! I want to be cliche! I want to overdo the amount of chocolate! I want to do all of it because I have you in my life! My opinion of Valentine's Day changed when you came into my world! I thought yours did too" Joey's eyes widen "you like Valentine's Day?" "Do I have to spell it out for you? Yes! Because of you!" "What did I do to make you like such a disgusting holiday?" My jaw drops "because of you I have someone to enjoy it with!" "But I fucking hate the holiday!"

"Why? What happened in your past that made you despise this day?" "Nothing! I've always liked Valentine's Day...then you showed up." "What's that supposed to mean? I ruined the day for you?" "Yes! Because of you, I've become a part of a cliche! I never wanted to be in a relationship on Valentine's Day! But then you showed up and fucked it all up!" I gasp, my heart slowly cracking "you should be happy to be in a relationship on Valentine's Day! I'm sorry I've been trying to make you happy!" "If you really want me happy, don't you dare speak of this godforsaken holiday!" I shake my head "no. You said it yourself, you don't want to be in a relationship on Valentine's Day. So you won't" Joey's face falls "w-what?" "We're done."

(Two Days Later)

It's the day before Valentine's Day, I haven't heard from Joey since I left. I really thought I changed his mind, and I guess I kinda did...just in the opposite way. He didn't want to be in a relationship on Valentine's Day? Who the fuck would say that to their boyfriend? I've been staying with Hope for the past two days, just until I get an apartment. "Daniel, there's something at the door for you!" Curiously, I walk over to see Joey standing at the threshold, a broken glass heart in his hands. "What is this?" "You broke my heart, so you put it back together." "Are you fucking serious? How did I break your heart? By being a loving boyfriend? Trying to show you how much I loved you? You're the one who shattered me when you told me you never wanted to be in a relationship on Valentine's Day! That fucking hurt! Don't you dare throw yourself a pity party without thinking about what you've done to me!" Slamming the door in his face, I go back to the guest room.

(The Next Day)

'It's officially Valentine's Day! I hope all the happy couples enjoy their day! Who's your Valentine this year?' Posting that tweet broke me. I couldn't stop crying after Joey left yesterday. Hope gave me a plastic rose this morning making me smile, at least I have a friend like her. "Daniel...come here" walking over beside her, my jaw drops when I see a dozen red roses sitting on the front step "how are you so sure it's for me?" "Look at the card" picking up the small piece of paper, I immediately recognize Joey's handwriting.