Disclaimer: By no means do I own Hetalia, but the plot is mine =].

N/A: Alright here I am again! With another KoHo fanfic so hope you won't get bored with the theme. Well I know my taste for Valentine's Day is a bit weird but lol I believe it absolutely will give you a new experience XD~ One more thing, the name for Hong Kong is Horace and they're both uni students in the story.

HERE WE GO!

What can you expect out of Valentine's Day? Heaps of scarlet rose bouquet wrapped by pink ribbon? A basket of all kinds of chocolate that is sweet enough for you to melt? A romantic candle light dinner with the most respectable French dishes serving, following by exciting and hot sex?

Horace isn't an imaginative person nor is he a dreamer. He stared at the number "14" on the calendar absent-mindedly, with a big red circle around the number. Obviously that day was highlighted long before. The pragmatic and silent boy would never leak out any of his desire for some romantic stuff but that didn't mean he won't care deep inside.

"Well, I should have asked him to buy a Burberry fragrance for me." He mumbled to himself in a frustrated tone, tilting his head, gaze upon the ceiling. Horace clearly knew the fact that it won't be difficult to drain Yong Soo's wallet if he really desired something – the Korean guy always loves to cosset his boyfriend as though he's that generous and never needs to care for budget.

No way. He just wanted to show how fantastic boyfriend he would be, just as the actor in stupid Korean drama. There's supposed to be somebody slapping that bastard and telling him not to dwell on daydream any more.

Hmm…well, it's not bad since I'm his partner? The voice inside Horace's mind smirked and the boy raised his eyebrows. Well, what on earth will Yong Soo play on this Valentine's Day?

There was a heavy knock at the door, a bit different from the slight and gentle knock at usual. Horace held back his breath and waited for the upcoming answer.

Just as expected, the Korean guy knocked out the door and stormed into the room, shouting at Horace with worry in his voice.

"Help, help! Horace I need your help!"

Oh, what the f**k is that? Isn't it supposed to be a delicate present or a French kiss?

"Horace, one of my uni assessments is due tomorrow and now I need you help me with the research!" Waving his hands in the air, Yong Soo seemed to be more than worried about what his professor will comment on the f**king paper he's supposed to hand in tomorrow.

"Huh, what about the soft copy and plagiarism testing system? Oh come on, I bet you can't escape from failure this time, you'd better be ready for taking it again next semester." Horace can't find appropriate words but harsh remark.

"Come on honey, do me a favor. Be nice." He's almost begging.

"Come on honey, do it yourself. Be a man." His voice devoid of any emotion.

Surely Horace can accept the cruel fact that there's no celebration of Valentine and his dear partner even forgot the important day even Horace is reluctant to. Freaking stupid essay, that's a perfect gift for Valentine, cool. Now the problem is, how can he have the guts to ask him for help?

Yong Soo still didn't know, he was getting on Horace's nerves.