Sanscest One-shots

Poth - Valentine's Day

The smoothie was slowly draining from the tall glass.

Palette drank from the smoothie through his straw slowly, enjoying the sensation of it on his tongue. It was strawberry flavoured, his favourite in the whole wide world. Palette fixated his eyes on the shiny and fancy glass that held the beverage, and sighed, as his sight wondered upwards and settled on the person sitting directly opposite of him.

Goth was also drinking his smoothie. Unlike Palette's, Goth had chosen to order it vanilla-flavoured. Palette had smiled when he heard him say it. He didn’t knew why, but vanilla seemed to suit Goth, the way strawberry suits himself.

Palette looked away. He hadn’t exactly planned on this 'date'. When he saw that today was February 14th, he had quickly called Goth to get some smoothies together. It didn’t even register in his mind that today would be a perfect day to tell him.

They had been friends for a long time now. Palette wanted them to be more than this. He always had.

He hadn’t planned on bringing gifts, or even dressing up. It was when Palette had sat down facing Goth that what he was doing had registered. He had cursed himself quietly as his pupils had fell on Goth.

Amazing, sensitive, intelligent, extraordinary Goth.

Now, as Palette stood up after finishing his drink and paying for both of them, he wondered what to do next.

It WAS Valentine’s, after all.

Might as well tell him.

He has waited long enough, and this was the perfect day.

“C’mon!” Palette held out his hand out to Goth. “Let’s walk at the park!”

Goth took his hand, an adorable purple blush dusting his cheeks. Palette’s soul did a summersault. The butterflies in him threatened to burst through his body anytime now.

Damn it, Goth...

He led Goth to the park nearby. It was a simple place, a stone pathway for pedestrians and wooden benches with plenty of flora decorating a bit of everything. The sun shone bright in the sky and the clouds looked so fluffy. Birds chirped in the air. The grass was brilliantly green. The park had never looked so beautiful through his eyes before.

Palette sneaked a sideways glance at Goth. His scarf fluttered due to the gentle breeze. His hood also swayed ever so slightly, and he wore the sweetest smile you could ever imagine.

Despite himself, Palette couldn’t stop staring. Goth was always like this. Captivating.

Mesmerising.

Beautiful.

Goth noticed Palette staring and raised an eyebrow. “P-palette...?” He turned to him and cocked his head sideways curiously.

Great, now Palette couldn’t even think straight. All that was running through his head were:

Oh that voice...!

He couldn’t help it. Palette placed a finger under Goth's chin and lifted his face up. Damn, he was breath-taking.

“P-pal-latte...!!?” Goth stuttered as his violet blush got deeper with each passing second. His eyes widened as he realized what was going on. Oh god, was he really going to do it?
Goth shut his eyes and leaned in closer.

Palette smiled and closed the gap between them.

Finally.

This was the best Valentine’s Day for both of them.

A/N: yeah, yeah ik im late. But happy valentine's people! Lets celebrate it with everyone's fav ship: Poth!! :3