LOL, I'm tired. Sue me. This was so much better in my head. Fml.
"So… Seb. It's Valentines Day," Jim said, slinking over in his seat to touch the sniper on the thigh.
"And?" Seb gestured with his hands a shrug, "I'm not for that smooshy stuff. I'd rather watch horror movies."
"Awh," Jim drew his legs up onto the sofa, "Well, I got you something anyway," he handed him a little purple box, "Open it."
Seb glared at him sceptically before taking it from his fingertips, he narrowed his eyes at the box, back at Jim, then back to the box. He finally decided to open it, expecting something to explode in his face, but instead there was a little silver band. He bit his lip before carefully pulling it out. "Thank you, and uh. Get the door would you."
A few seconds later the doorbell rang and Seb grinned. "Fine," Jim muttered, rolling his eyes and jumping from his seat. "Pizza! You got us PIZZA?"
"Not just any pizza," Seb called back, "Your favorite."
"But I can't eat the whole thing," Jim whined as he sat down with the box, "On another note, does the ring fit?"
"Yeah, I see you have one too," Seb points at the identical band on Jim's left hand.
"I had to get one for me too, we wouldn't be a couple then," Jim took the lid of the pizza box and grinned, "Half the pizza is Barbecue, for me. And then half the pizza is Hawaiian. For you."
"I remembered that you never ate the whole pizza, so I ordered half and half."
Let's just say. They burned off the calories from the pizza.