「 Sweet Innocence 」Bowers gang

Valentines Special~ Victor Criss

Yours
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It was a peaceful and beautiful day in Derry, Maine. Couples had surrounded parks and many restaurants because of the day. Many might not believe it but Valentine's Day was very important to this town since most of its residents had been in a long term relationship. Meaning that if you were single, it was tough luck for you.

As if, the only couple not actually doing anything were Y/n and Victor. They had been together for three years. Starting at the age 13. Every Valentine's Day was spent the same. Y/n would stay the night before and they would have a cute breakfast before watching the same 3 movies. By lunch they made grilled cheese and went to the quarry and then for dinner Y/n would make Buttered chicken.(sorry if you don't cook, or can't)

Victor smiled when he woke up to see Y/n clinging to his side and snoring. He poked her face over and over again until she groaned slightly.

"You should really wake up so we can start on breakfast." He whispered and kissed her face. She rolled to the other side and got up.

"It's 8 in the morning I don't understand why I gotta wake up early when I could just sleep." She mumbled as she got dressing into light blue shorts and a grey off the shoulder shirt.

Victor smiled at his lover, he smiled at how she mumbled when she was mad and how she never really turned it towards him totally.

"I love you my Hermione." He yelled as she walked from the room, he got up and got dressed before running down the stairs to see her taking out the eggs. She noticed him and smiled slightly.

"Waffles and bacon?" She asked, Victor nodded and watched how she danced around the kitchen in unthoughtful moves. He Loved her.

"Hey, it's ready." She said as she snapped her fingers in front of him, Victor winced and kissed her.

"Why are you perfect?"

"I'm not really-"

"Your a queen, and your my queen."

"Yours, always." Y/n smiled as she took a bite of her food and continued to do the same motion as the taste covered her taste buds.

"Are we still gonna go to the quarry?" Victor asked as he ate his last piece of bacon, y/n nodded.

"Of course why wouldn't we?"

"Well Greta told me that maybe we should try something new this year. Something we've never really done.."

"One, why are you talking to Greta and, Two, what are you suggesting?" She asked, anger started to bubble over her, he shouldn't of asked Greta something. He should've came to her, and talk to her about not doing what they always do.

"Babe, you don't gotta get mad. It's just....Greta...oh...Well I'm suggestion we try what other couples do. Go on dates, eat out." He shrugged as if it was nothing, y/n glared.

"Well if you enjoy going on dates by yourself then sure, maybe next time you should talk to me before changing things up." She sighed as she walked to the door and slammed it on her way out. She wasn't mad because he wanted to more things. It's just she already had plans that involved money and time. And now she had no way on getting that back. As she lakes to her house, she noticed that many couples were kissing and hugging. She cringed at how she got mad but kept walking instead of turning around.

Victor was confused by how she freaked out and didn't exactly know why. It was just a simple question....right? He shook his head and sighed. She just needed space or something. So for now that was all he could really give her, but the guilt of talking to Greta instead of her had eaten him up slowly. He needed to find his girl.

He ran down the street and finally ended up in front of her house, he was out of breathe and his legs were wobbly and tired. He knocked once. Twice. And then a third time. He heard the door open slowly.

Y/n was wearing grey sweat pants with one of his black hoodies and he sighed before pulling her into a large hug.

"I'm sorry baby. I love you so much and I'm so sorry that I didn't help you to plan an event, and I'm sorry I didn't ask you what you wanted to do." He whispered and he felt her lips lightly kiss his neck and she smiled.

"I love you. I'm sorry I over reacted."

"I would actually overreact too. I mean it's Greta. She's a whore."

"True."

"Y/n I'm glad your mine and I'm Yours."