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( feb 14 )

[chokedout]

happy v-day my love
wear something cute and reserve a dinner slot for me
library, back stacks

[longlegs]

[ Cellar's had her phone turned off for a long time now, only turning it on when she's outside, in case she needs to communicate back with her friends. A small hint from Theo prompts her to check it today, even though she doesn't have to, and she grins when she sees the text message waiting for her on the screen. It's going to be the last one she reads before the battery dies completely. Ack.

Later, she searches for him in the library. ]

[chokedout]

[Theo has had to improvise drastically from the dreamy romantic plans in his head that were in motion back in January to accommodate what was happening this month; no power, no magic, lots of dead zombie things around every corner? Not exactly the wine and dine in pretty clothes he'd imagined, not at all. The whole thing could've died before it started if his text never sent (though he was smart enough to do a hand-drawn note alternative,) but here, day of? He's more nervous than ever. All brown eyed and beaten down by a month of icy showers where the pipes weren't entirely frozen, rationed food and bodies dropping everywhere.

He's waiting by the back of the library, where he's turned the farthest back aisle corner into a draped in bedsheets "fort"; six feet by four, several duvets make a roof and walls, held up by the book shelves and hardcovers themselves. Inside, once he ushers her in, there's a pile of pillows and a small DIY table, upon which are lit candles. Tiny fire hazard but listen- romance is important.]

Hey. Do you like it? Took me like three days.

[longlegs]

Oh my god, Teddie!

[ Expression bright, Cellar covers her mouth as she looks around. She doesn't care what anyone says — this is goddamn impressive, with or without a zombie apocalypse looming outside the library walls. She comes close, cups his face with her hands. ]

This is… fucking incredible. How did I not know you were doing this?

[chokedout]

You were busy girl bossing and kicking ass?

[He says with a soft smile, grinning with his gaze shyly diverted but rolling back around to meet hers. He was comfortable with her seeing him stripped down and bare before it became forced on him, so he doesn't think twice about his less than perfect skin and black-brown eyes. He just brings up his own hands, smoothing them up her arms, returning the touch.]

I'm a good housewife, keeping the home together. I even have us dinner. Romantic apocalyptic dinner, but dinner all the same. But uh, first. I got a question for you - okay?

[longlegs]

You're so perfect.

[ She doesn't think she could stop smiling if she tried right now. Biting her lower lip, she nods, hands dropping to his shoulders. ]

What's the question?

[chokedout]

Will you be my Valentine?

[Wait foorr it...]

Mila?

[longlegs]

[ —ah. Could it be… that she's blushing? After realizing that she's staring, she clears her throat. ]

I-I don't think I heard you right? You should ask me again.

[chokedout]

[Can he get closer? He tries, right up until their noses nearly touch. His voice is quiet, meant just for the two of them:]

Mila. My Mila... will you be my valentine tonight?

[longlegs]

[ Giddy, holding his hand, she closes the distance to brush their noses for a second. ]

Yes. Forever. I love you.

[chokedout]

I'm going to be sad when I can't say that anymore.

[When - if - things return to normal. But he kisses her softly.]

I love you too. Come on, sit. I'm going to spoil you tonight.

[longlegs]

[ Not sure how to feel about it — she wants her powers back, yes, but it's been so wonderful to hear him say her name — Cellar stays quiet and keeps her smile on, doing as she's told, sitting down. ]

I feel so bad. I didn't make you anything.

[chokedout]

You've been kicking zombie ass, I think you get a pass? No, no wait - you are the treat, remember?

[Gesturing, while sitting down opposite her. The table's made mostly of an upturned crate, little hot-burning tealights and candles centered in it and giving enough space for him to set out their bougie dinner: napkins and napkin rings from the dining room, beef jerky packets, some cheese, a packet of skittles and a half-drunk bottle of wine.]

I have popcorn too, but I haven't figured out the best way to pop it yet.

[longlegs]

If I'm a treat, you're the ultimate treat.

[ Picking up the skittles, she opens the package and puts it down after digging a few out into her palm. She chews on one at a time, thinking about how Saber can make fire with his hands, and... thinking again to decide it's best to keep that thought. It's not like Saber would want to contribute; it's not like Theo would want his contribution. ]

We'll figure something out. [ Smile! ] Did you get these from the bodega?

[chokedout]

Mm, yeah - most of them, the last time I was able to find it. The popcorn's from this other room I was just in, it was like a movie rental place? We have to go when the power's back 'cause it had a lot of good titles.

[He's pouring wine into little mis-matched glasses.]

It would've been cool to watch something with you, but... raincheck?

[longlegs]

Oh, yeah! I wanted to go there. There's also like, a proper movie room somewhere. I was going to show it to Jace sometime. We should go there too. [ Like Theo said: ] Raincheck.

[chokedout]

We're gonna have such a backlog of dates? Oof, what a hard life.

[Smiling, though. And just - grinning at her like a goofball.]

How's your day been? It's exhausting trying to keep tabs on things without a phone.

[longlegs]

Right? We're working so hard. At least we got Valentine's out of the way! Well, we're working on it.

[ Hah. Time to drink — but she raises her glass first. Clink. ]

Oh, you know. Went out for a bit, kicked zombie ass, had to get rid of a bunch of plants... We managed to get a few supplies this time, so I'm counting that as a victory. You? Well.

[ Duh, he was working on their date. ]

[chokedout]

Oh, me? Well, besides party planning - I had a decadent sponge bath, drew by candle-light and found a half-pack of cigarettes. Before seeing you, that was the highlight of my day.

[Cheers!]

Would it be terrible if I offered to bribe you with sexual favors in exchange for dibs on more smokes?

[longlegs]

[ Laughing, ] Oh yeah, it would be so terrible. Only because of the implication that you'd be doing me a favor, though.

[chokedout]

[A faux-shocked face!]

Wow. Slicing me at the heels on our first V-Day. You're so lucky there's not a damn thing you could do to make me dislike you.

[longlegs]

[ She lifts herself a little, beaming, hand on his cheek, and leans in for a kiss. ]

And you're a dork. Of course I'll get you more smokes.

[chokedout]

[A smooch is had.]

Have I ever told you you're my favorite? Now you're getting like, two foot rubs tonight.

[longlegs]

Yeah, I better be your favorite, 'cause you're mine, and, like — it'd be totally awkward if it wasn't mutual?

[ She's juuust saying. And grinning all the way through to show how cheeky she's feeling, fixing her (greasy, sighs) hair a little bit, until she decides to tie it back up in a ponytail. Back to snacks, back to drinking, ]

I think this is the first proper Valentine's I've had. With someone I'm seriously dating, I mean. Is that weird?

[chokedout]

That makes me happy? If that's not weird, too...

[He grins - he likes feeling special.]

I've had all kinds of Valentine's dates before but... I know I'm a bit of a broken record, but - when I'm with you it's like I have to say it all the time. That I'm... that being with you feels so different? So important. You're my person.