Demi Imagines 3.0

Valentine's

You're at home with your girlfriend...

"I thought we agreed on no Valentine's shit this year?" she asks as you hand her a card you'd made.

"We did, and you always make me something anyway," you respond, and you can tell that she's trying not to laugh. The corner of her lips twitches slightly, and she breaks into a grin.

"You got me," she says, turning around and leaving you with your arm outstretched.

"Are you going to take the card or?" you say, lowering your hand and watching as she leaves the room without another word.

After a moment, she yells back, "Well yes, in a second."

"Hurry your ass up," you reply, trying not to laugh. She's so cute like this. Slightly annoying, but endearingly so.

"My ass will take as much time as it pleases, thank you very much," she says as she returns, holding a card in her left hand.

"Why do we always agree to not do anything but do something anyway?"

"Why do we say we're going to take a nap but fuck instead?" she counters, and you groan. "It's just how we roll. Things happen," she tells you as she takes the card from you and hands you yours.

You look down at the soft blue paper peppered with small hearts and her handwriting.

"Alright hoe, I'll call you a pussy if you cry," she says, making you snort.

"Same rules apply to you," you reply, and she stifles a laugh. A lot of people watch the two of you interact and wonder if you hate each other or love each other. It's the latter, but out of context, it can be hard to tell.

You start reading what she's written:

Fuck you. I love you.

It's our "always" uwu

Anyway I love you a lot and I'm so glad you chose me to be your person. I wouldn't be able to live without you. Because you have a lot of money.

Yeah, I'm with you for the money. Deal with it.

But seriously, I love you a lot and I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm just...happy, you know? You're the love of my life and the only person I ever want to be with. Because I hate everyone else.

No. I just prefer you over the other humans. You're my favorite human ever.

Thanks for being my person.

You laugh a few times and tear up a bit, but you don't cry. You can hear her sniffling a little, and you look at her. She looks up, meeting your eyes.

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you, too," you reply.

"I love you a lot," she says, smiling slightly and moving closer.

You put down her card and touch her face.

"I love you, too."

You lean in, and your lips meet. She moves her hands to your back, pulling you closer and pressing her body into yours.

Valentine's isn't anything special; every day with her is special, after all.

A/N

Sorry for being mia again

My boyfriend has like

Been distracting me

I do have a lot of ideas though so that's lit