A/N: Happy Valentine's/Hearts and Hooves Day!

Well I'm sick and really bored, and what's a better cure for blegh-itis than V-Day-themed Bicely cuteness?

(Yes, I did write this all today. *My useless skill*)

Toodles! Don't die from a chocolate overdose!

Benny Southstreet plodded down the street, his foot crushing the crescent moon's reflection in a small puddle. He grimaced as he thought of the date. February fourteenth. He had always hated Valentine's Day. Ever since he was a teenager, it had meant the same thing. It had meant buying chocolate and flowers for a doll he pretended to love. It had meant taking her on a romantic dinner. It had meant giving her a half-hearted kiss goodnight. It had meant all of these things, and more. Even though he was finally with the guy he truly loved, he still loathed the day. He was hoping he could go to work and forget about the significance of the holiday, but even that was impossible. Although he did go to work, Nathan had taken the day off to be with Adelaide, and, since neither Nicely nor Roxanne had had worked up the courage to tell Adelaide that their "date" had flopped, he had been given the day off too. This left Benny alone, running errands for Nathan and feeling horrible that he hadn't gotten anything for Nicely. And hoping he wouldn't be receiving anything either.

He reached their apartment, opening the door and stepping inside. Almost immediately after he closed the door, a smiling Nicely Johnson bounded down the stairs and gave Benny a big hug.

"Hello, sweetheart." Nicely greeted.

"Hey." replied Benny somewhat tiredly.

Oblivious to his less-than-ecstatic tone of voice, the shorter man pulled away, still grinning.

"Come on, I've got a surprise for you." he said, slipping off Benny's suit jacket.

Benny groaned, and bent down to untie his shoes. So much for not getting anything. How would he be able to accept a gift? How would he tell Nicely that he didn't have anything in return?

When he straightened, Nicely was already at the top of the stairs, beckoning to his boyfriend with almost childish excitement.

Benny sighed, trudging up the stairs. Nicely giddily skipped to the bedroom, holding the door open. Southstreet walked in, half-expecting to be ceremoniously showered with gifts. Instead, Nicely jumped on him with full force, crashing his lips onto Benny's. The taller man fell backwards in shock, landing on the bed. Nicely deepened the kiss, his tongue pushing against his boyfriend's as he climbed on top of him. Benny was stupefied at the sudden passionate gesture; he lay immobile as Nicely's tongue explored his mouth. It was a good thirty seconds before Johnson pulled away, his lips separating from Benny's. Nicely smiled.

"Happy Valentine's day! You surprised?"

Benny, who was still catching his breath, gave a wide-eyed nod in response.

The shorter man chuckled, kissing Benny on the nose.

"I betcha thought I was gonna give you a normal present, huh? And you didn't know I could kiss like that!"

"Yeah... and no..." he panted.

Johnson bounced off the other man, scooting further onto the bed. Southstreet followed, and dragged himself towards his boyfriend.

They lay in silence for a moment, Nicely slowly worming himself to Benny's side to rest his head on his chest.

"Can I ask you a question?" asked Nicely after a while.

"Anything you want."

"What do you think about Valentine's Day?"

Benny frowned slightly. "I... uh... You want an honest answer?"

"Of course!"

He sighed deeply. "Well, the truth is, I've always hated it."

"Why?"

"It's just... every Valentine's day has meant me pretendin' to love someone I actually doesn't. I just don't see the point. It's all fake to me."

Nicely raised his head suddenly. "What do you mean... 'someone you actually doesn't love'?" he asked in a somewhat worried tone.

"No, Princess, that ain't what I meant! I do really love you! I meant that before we was in a relationship, on Valentine's Day I would have to buy stuff for dolls I didn't really love!"

Nicely was relieved. He sat up. "Benny, you realize that Valentine's Day ain't about givin' and gettin' chocolate and flowers and stuff, right? Really, today's about love; just like every other day of the year. But it's here so we can remind special people we love 'em. 'Cause people forget. Now, Benny Southstreet, don't you ever forget I love you, y'hear?"

Benny thought for a moment. "You know, Nicely, you're right. That is what today's about."

Johnson smiled. Benny reached out and touched Nicely's cheek, and then let his hand slide to the top of his head. Southstreet ran his fingers through his boyfriend's light brown hair in slow, counterclockwise circles; just the way he liked it. Nicely closed his eyes and slowly laid back down, nuzzling his face into Benny's chest.

"I love you, Nicely Johnson. Never, ever forget that."