A/N: I can't believe I'm finally updating some of my old works. I'm sorry this is a little lame.
Day 5: Kissing
Valentine's day. The date Lars' wallet feared the most was about to come. Everyone on this day, was expected to buy his significant other something, like sweets, jewelry or some useless teddy bear holding a heart. The only thought made him shiver.
There was a big mess inside his head: What's Mathias favorite chocolate flavor? Does he wear silver stuff? Bears or penguins?
He didn't know at all. Moreover, everything cost a damned eye, what if Mathias wouldn't have liked it? Money spent for nothing.
After a day spent walking around in Mastricht, Lars bought nothing at all. He knew he'd better find some reasonable excuses to explain his partener the lack of gifts.
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Having his eyes hit by the fierce ray of lights. Was it even normal?
Before he had time to reach for the curtain and close it, Lars felt a pair of lips crushing against his; taken by the sudden attack he shoved the intruder away, sending him flying on the floor.
"Ouch! Thank you very much!"
Just then, he realized the aggressor was no one less than Mathias "You shouldn't startle people like this!You fool!"
Mathias stood up, rubbing his painful lower back "…sorry…" he muttered, carefully sitting on the bed.
Lars stretched out, creaking his bones "Anyway, what's with this sudden idea of yours?"
"Today's February 14th"
The fatidic date already came!It was too early: Lars hadn't prepared his excuses for the missing present yet. He panicked a little, hoping for the right words to spill out "Oh…yeah…Mathias, listen…for the gift, I…"
The other chuckled, silencing him. The Dane rubbed his head in discomfort "Well, actually... I recalled the meaning of this date just last night…and I didn't get you anything…so I thought that, maybe, kissing you by surprise was a good idea. Even though that, wasn't a proper ki—"
He was cut off by Lars, who trapped him on the bed, kissing him fiercely "Nice! We had the same idea!"
Inside, Lars sighed in relief, he didn't have to spend a cent on stupid presents, and he was getting the best one.
A/N: The truth is, I'm not good in decribing kisses...