My idiot dear is not exactly the romantic, full-of-surprise kind of guy you'd expect. He can't draw, his art isn't exactly an A grade, he can't keep surprises, he doesn't buy you romantic gifts, doesn't buy you flowers...
But he can cook, he showers you with care and concern, pampers you with all the love he's got, he tries to make little gifts which didn't turn out the way he wanted, he does everything you ask of him without a complain, floods you with his "I love you"s...
... and that is why I can't help it but fall for him again and again.
Happy 9th Month Anniversary, my dear... I love you. =)
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