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[for Natasha] valentine's day
Feb. 14th, 2012 07:44 pmIt starts and ends with a single flower: the first on her pillow, the last in a vase on her table, Bucky's one and only nod to the holiday's typical traditions.
The edicts of romance might demand for candies wrapped in red foil and cards inscribed with laughable puns to mark the date, but he's had his sights on something a bit grander for weeks. Never having much opportunity to celebrate Valentine's Day in the past, he thought it be fun to treat Natasha with something better than chocolate, creating a cat and mouse type chase across the Island that stretches old skills while being more playful than a simple training exercise, short, handwritten notes left behind at certain junctures to egg her on with the promise of a worthwhile prize at the end.
The prize ends up being a simple, candlelit dinner prepared in her own home, him wearing a tie, and a much needed reprieve from their real lives for a night. He's only just finished pouring the wine when he hears her approach from outside, and he walks to the front door to meet her halfway, freshly showered with his hair parted neatly to the side in a style that probably dates him, but suits him nevertheless.
"Right on time."
The edicts of romance might demand for candies wrapped in red foil and cards inscribed with laughable puns to mark the date, but he's had his sights on something a bit grander for weeks. Never having much opportunity to celebrate Valentine's Day in the past, he thought it be fun to treat Natasha with something better than chocolate, creating a cat and mouse type chase across the Island that stretches old skills while being more playful than a simple training exercise, short, handwritten notes left behind at certain junctures to egg her on with the promise of a worthwhile prize at the end.
The prize ends up being a simple, candlelit dinner prepared in her own home, him wearing a tie, and a much needed reprieve from their real lives for a night. He's only just finished pouring the wine when he hears her approach from outside, and he walks to the front door to meet her halfway, freshly showered with his hair parted neatly to the side in a style that probably dates him, but suits him nevertheless.
"Right on time."