#farah eats the chocolate bc she deserves it dammit

[farahblack]

Todd opens the door to the office.

His eyes are immediately assaulted by pinkredwhite. Everything is covered in various heart-shaped paraphernalia -- confetti, garlands, pillows. In the middle of it all stands Dirk, grinning eagerly, dressed in pink and white and clutching a box of chocolates to his chest. He has a rose between his teeth.

Todd closes the door.

“Wait! Todd, no, come back--!” Dirk says from behind the door, words garbled. Todd hears him spit out the rose.

Todd closes his eyes. Pinches the bridge of his nose and tries not to let his face burn. He sinks his teeth into his lip and counts to ten.

“Todd? Do you not like it?”

“Can you come out here?” he says, voice tense. Dirk sounds the slightest bit disheartened and Todd forces in a deep breath. “I’m not angry, just -- please.”

“Yes, of course, let me just--”

He hears Dirk’s footsteps, further away and then closer to the door, until he’s pushing it open and slipping against the wall beside Todd. Dirk frowns at him.

“Is everything-- I mean, did you-- Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” Todd says, carefully. “I--appreciate, the gesture. It was just...”

“Too much?”

Todd tilts his head acquiescence. “It was very -- bright. And loud. The colors were...” he searches for the right word.

“A lot?”

“Yeah.”

Dirk nods. He fiddles with the end of his tie -- which is patterned with anatomical hearts, to Todd’s unsurprise -- and slouches a bit towards Todd. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”

“It’s alright,” Todd feels the need to reassure him. Dirk glares. “Okay, so, maybe it’s not. But it’s not your fault. You didn’t know. I’ve just--” he sighs. “I’ve had a long day.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Dirk, it’s fine. I -- I appreciate the thought. It was... nice of you. It’s just a bad time.”

“Still.” Dirk holds out his hand, palm up, like a gentleman. Todd huffs out a reluctant laugh. “Would you like to go for hot cocoa, then? I hear the coffee shop down the street is selling red velvet lattes.”

“Red velvet lattes?”

“I have no idea. I haven’t tried one. You in?”

Dirk wiggles his fingers. Todd rolls his eyes, fondly, and tangles their hands together.

The red velvet latte is disgustingly sweet, and Farah leaves four angry voicemails to each of their phones about the mess in the office. Dirk leans over the table and kisses Todd’s cheek, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

#happy v day!! #dghda #dirk gently #todd brotzman #gentlyman #dghda fic #nik words #textbox writing #minific #misc #farah eats the chocolate bc she deserves it dammit #red velvet lattes are a thing -- theyre very sweet and my mom likes them :) #so i do tbh #food ment #once again todd and dirk are both nd; todd more prominently in this fic but dirk too #i always write them nd tbh its just not always on the front lines