2P!England x Male!Child!Reader
February 14, the first of many nerve spiraling holidays of the New Year with many other's to follow it. Though many people consider this holiday to be a commercial waist of money, that does not stop couples from celebrating it with one another.
Holding the small pink folded piece of paper close to you're chest you tried to swallow the lump that had formed in your throat. Standing in front of Mr. Oliver Kirkland's front door you raised your trembling hand to knock on the door.
Having heard from Mr. Oliver's friends that he would be all alone this Valentine's Day you decided to take it upon yourself to make something for your wacky neighbor. Whom you found funny, but had been told on more than one occasion that you should not laugh at him because he's crazy.
Slowly you started moving your hand, knocking on the door lightly at first and then loudly. Hoping that Mr. Oliver would be here and answer the door, but hopefully he wouldn't be here so I wouldn't embarrass myself by giving him a cheesy Valentine's Day card wishing him the best.
Only for my prayers to go unanswered, for Mr. Oliver opened the door looking down at me with his pink and blue swirled eyes. Blinking a few times he continued to look down at me while saying. "Ah, (y_n) what are you doing here?"
Looking down at my feet I tried to hide my face which was slowly turning red from my blushing in embarrassment. Shaking my head, I looked Mr. Oliver directly in those odd swirled eyes of his that were now at my level. Moving the card away from my chest and slapping into his chest.
Backing away from him I mumbled. "H-Happy Valentine's Day! Sorry but the only thing I could make for you was a crappy Elementary Valentine's Day card!" Mr. Oliver looked slightly startled by my words, looking at the card and reading the words inside of it his shocked expression slowly turned into a smile, wrapping his arms around me he mumbled.
"Thank you (y_n)." trying to hide my burning face from Mr. Oliver I slowly moved my arms to return the hug.
"H-happy Valentine's Day Mr. Oliver...." the British man looked a me, his odd swirl eyes full of what seemed to be joy, ruffling my hair me chuckled. "Well, your the sweetest Valentine I've ever had (y_n)...thank you and keep on being your sweet self you git."
Standing up on his own two feet, Mr. Oliver walked inside his how and walked back out with a small box of chocolates to me. "I'm sorry if there a tad bit burnt, I'm much better with cupcakes than I am with chocolates..."
"What are these for?" I asked, looking at Mr. Oliver for some sort of answer, the older male smiled before leaning down to kiss me on the forehead, pulling away me mumbled. "It's for being a sweet boy and wishing me a happy Valentine's Day when you did not have to."
A smile inched it's way across my face before I leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on his cheek before turning to run away I yelled.
"Happy Valentine's Day Mr. Oliver!!" sending a small wave Mr. Oliver walked back into his house, hanging the card I made on his fridge.
"(Y_n)....you really are to sweet for your own good..."