Inspired by the passing holiday.

"Valentine's day is next week."

"Is it? I've never really paid attention to that holiday."

Pam lounged on the library couch, watching Kit work on their computer across from her.

"It happens to land on a Monday, so the club will be closed, but we are going to be doing specials throughout the week. Do you have any plans with my maker and grandsire?"

"No, not that I know of, though it would be nice to have a night in."

Pam sat up more fully. "Have you ever done something special for Valentine's?"

"No. I mean, when I was a kid we did the card exchanges with the whole class, but nothing like a date, no."

"Would you want to go on a date?"

"Yes and no." A raised brow from Pam encouraged Kit to explain further. "I would love to go on a date, but I wouldn't want to go to anything fancy like a restaurant or something. The money idea bugs me out - don't look at me like that - and then the need to dress nicely, more so than usual is a little frustrating and uncomfortable. I would love to do a quiet date, a picnic at a park, walking through extensive gardens, picking up shells by the seaside, something personal and intimate. But I would also love for that to occur when it's not a special occasion like Valentine's day. Doing something special for Valentine's day is still nice though."

"Good to know."

Kit narrowed their eyes at Pam, but said nothing more on the subject of dates. "I do have a couple tattoo designs I am working on for them though."

"Vampire's can't get tattoos."

Kit gave Pam a deadpan look. "I know that. For my skin possibly. I've always wanted to get tattoos, but it needs to be meaningful. I already have a couple that I want other than what I am currently working on."

"Ah. Do I get to see them?"

"No. You can see them after if Godric or Eric wants to show them."

"Pity." Pam reclined again, going back to her inspection of her nails.

"Cancel the reservation you have to Mariot's."

"Hello to you too, Pam." Eric looked to Godric after the odd entrance of his child, but his maker only shrugged.

"Why? I thought it was a good plan for us to celebrate Valentine's day with Kit."

"Kit doesn't like anything so fancy. You are going to make them uncomfortable. I spoke to them about Valentine's day, what they might have wanted to do. You owe me a new pair of shoes for this information."

"Alright, what do you propose we do?" Eric leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.

"Something quiet, that doesn't have a show of money attached to it. Go stargazing, set up a movie in the yard. I don't know. Honestly. I know you guys are still figuring out the romantic part of things, but just talk to them in the future."

"I think I have an idea." Godric spoke from his place on the couch.

"Good." Pam gave a nod and left the office in the same dramatic way she came in.

Kit leaned against the doorway of the kitchen, watching Godric work. He moved about the room with an easy flow, dressed elegantly, but comfortably in a button down with the sleeves rolled to the elbows.

"How much garlic was in the recipe?" Kit spoke up, knowing that Godric wouldn't be startled by their presence.

"Just as much as I have out at the moment. Is it not enough?"

"No. With most recipes with garlic you need to put more in than listed. I would double it."

"Thank you, bihan louarn (little fox)."

Eric held Kit to him, swaying lightly to the music playing in the background. Their eyes drooped, nearly closed in their bliss. The scent of food still lingered in the kitchen around them, the food gone by then.

"Jag älskar dig. (I love you)." Eric looked down at Kit, watching them and guiding away from any countertops.

A smile came across Kit's lips.