2.16.09 Winning
Gackt, it should be noted, does not do Valentine's day.
Somehow, this statement backfires on him in the form of five young, beautiful Korean men who all expect just the opposite from him.
He laments, really, they should know by now: Gackt plus romance equals.. well, something less than expected. He may excel at everything, but in the whole scheme of life, holidays aren’t exactly things he’s had to win so far.
So Gackt goes about Tokyo, gathering roses galore and chocolate a plethora of plush toys and having it all sent to his house before picking up more wine and driving back in his space-ship like car to his dungeon.
Determined, Gackt purposefully arranges everything to perfection, placing himself at the center shortly before the doorbell rings and said five young men step in.
They are accordingly impressed.
“Wow, Gacchan, didn’t know you had it in you…” Yoochun marvels, poking at the gigantic rabbit near the couch.
“I’m kind of frightened...” Changmin mumbled, trying to notate the newest development on a piece of paper.
Yunho, instead, frowned, “Show-off…” while Junsu hummed, buzzing around to look at each gift curiously, “So romantic~!”
Jaejoong, however, stood in the middle of the sea of gifts, looking at everything bemusedly, “Hm. This is really unexpected. Very nice, Gacchan. You know.. we were actually just expecting a lot of sex.”
Gackt freezes and coughs to cover up his oh-moment, adjusting his glasses over his nose- the perfect semblance of nonchalant as his the younger Korean men turn to him, little grins on their faces.
“Guys,” Junsu chimes, “Gacchan was so sweet, don’t you think we should reward him?”
They advanced and ‘a lot of sex’ happened.
And that was the year that Gackt won Valentine’s day.