A/N: A belated Valentine's Day fic that I wrote this morning. To get all the humor in it, I highly suggest reading "Valentine's Day for Gwevin" first. It's much funnier that way. Gwen's POV.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10.


Kevin at least tried last year. He failed miserably, and I was okay with that, but this year, my boyfriend put in zero effort. Nothing at all. Nothing. Absolutely no effort what so ever. He ran through everything like it was a normal freaking day.

Last year, I got three attempts at poetry, only two I looked at. And I got him to do some pretty cliché stuff. It made me cringe, really. It was annoying and irritating, and he really was horrible with romance. Everything about him was horrible with it. And on Valentine's Day, he tried really hard. Or at least he did last year.

This year, I got nothing. He didn't even kiss me today. At all. And Kevin's the kind of guy who never wants to stop kissing once he gets started. Today, of all days, he decides not to. Of course. Moron.

I totally love Kevin. With all my heart. I haven't looked at another guy since we started dating. None of them. Because I had Kevin and that was all I ever needed.

But today, I'm figuring he either blew it off on purpose or he just forgot. That hurt my feelings. If he forgot, he could be forgiven, but if he totally ignored it, we had some problems. And maybe they would end badly, but… I'd deal with that issue when it came.

So I stormed up to my room after Kevin had dropped me off for the night. The car's roaring engine echoed in my ears despite the fact that I knew he was long gone by now. Did he walk me to the door? No. Did he kiss me goodnight? No. Did he tell me he loved me? No. And does he usually say all that stuff? Yes. He does. For being a bad boy with a hopeless romantic side, Kevin is good at this love stuff now. Last year, he was like a six-year-old trying to ask out the hot high school sophomore. And now? Oh, he's gotten better...

Here's the best part of him dropping me off: he told me to go fast because he had somewhere to be. On Valentine's Day. Uh-huh. I got worried. Another girl? Someone else? Who made plans on Valentine's Day but not with their girlfriend. Oh right, Kevin does!

I opened the door to my bedroom and found it totally dark except for a few candles lit and a little red heart-shaped glow coming from my bed. I flipped on a light and saw a cute teddy bear sitting against my pillow with a big heart on it. And on the heart read the words "Be Mine?"

My heart melted. Either Kevin got better overnight or this was some kind of crazy daydream.

A rock hit my window. It made me think back to last year and all that happened that night. Some stupid stuff went down. Made me feel really dumb for going out with him, but I dealt with it...

Quietly, I walked across the room and opened the window to see Kevin staring up at me with another rock in hand, ready to pelt the window again. His dark obsidian eyes glowed up at me with the intensity of a thousand black suns. "Still think I'm clicky?" he asked, that roguish smile spreading across his face as it always did.

"Cliché, Kevin," I told him, shaking my head and putting my chin in my palm while staring down at him in all his handsome glory. He really had gotten good in a year. Romance definitely suited him well. "Cliché."


A/N: I'm happy with it despite the length. Reviews are welcomed with open arms.

~Sky