“Daddy!” Luke’s son, Noah, shouted.
Luke didn’t have time to brace himself, his six year old son barreling towards him knocking the both of them over in the process. They hit the ground with a thud, Luke breaking the fall for Noah who sat on his chest laughing.
“Sorry, daddy,” Noah laughed, climbing off his father.
“What’s up buddy?” Luke asked, ruffling his son’s hair once he was off the floor.
“Will you take me to the store?” his son asked, eyes wide and lip jutted out ready to beg. “I need to get Carly a Valentine.”
“Who’s Carly?” Luke asked.
“Carly is Noah’s girlfriend,” you interrupted, joining the conversation. You set the baby monitor on the kitchen counter before walking over to your two boys. “I can take you to the store if you want.”
“No,” Noah said, shaking his head in protest. “Daddy has to go with me. This is a boy’s job!”
Slightly offended, you tried to play it off. You helped Noah get ready while chatting about some ideas he could use. Hopefully, with your ideas planted in his brain Luke wouldn’t have too much impact. Heaven knows Luke wasn’t the most romantic person ever – you often has flashbacks to the first Valentine’s Day when he got you two roses one of which had been dead for at least two days.
With his son’s hand in his, Luke lead the two of them into the store. Figuring Noah just wanted to get Carly a card, he escorted his son towards the card aisle. Noah followed behind, only objecting when he realized where Luke was leading him.
“Daddy,” Noah whined. “I already have a card! Mommy got me this super cool penguin themed ones for my whole class last week.”
“You’ll have to show them to me,” he said, smiling at his son. His face falling only when he realized this outing wasn’t going to be as simple as he previously thought. “If you already have a card, what else do you need?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “That’s wy I brought you. You always get mommy something nice so you can help me!”
For the next hour, Luke and Noah wandered aimlessly throughout the store. They tried looking for a cute shirt but Noah didn’t know Carly’s size. Then they went to the book section but Noah claimed Carly had all the books, “she reads a lot daddy.” Luke even took Noah into the snack aisle but Noah couldn’t find anything he thought she’d like there either. Finally, Noah wandered into the toy section of the store, an exhausted Luke following closely behind.
“Noah, we’re not here to shop for you,” Luke said, reminding his son as he wandered into the lego aisle of the store.
“I know daddy,” Noah said, brushing his father’s comment off his shoulders. “Carly likes legos!”
“Oh yeah?” Luke said, massaging his temples in the hopes of warding off his migraine.
“Yeah! We play with them all the time during sharing centers! But they don’t have cool ones like these at school,” he pouted, walking farther down the aisle. Noah scanned the aisle for a few minutes before he landed on a Star Wars: The Force Awakens set. “This one’s perfect!” he shouted, grabbing it off the shelf to show Luke.
“That’s super cool Noah,” Luke smiled. “Is that what you want to get her?”
Noah deliberated for a few seconds before he shakes his head in approval. “I think she’ll like it,” he said, the two of them making their way towards the register.
“I’m sure she’ll love it, buddy,” Luke assured him.
“I hope so,” he said.
It was later that week, that Noah came rushing into the house, a red headed little girl chasing after him, the lego set bouncing in her hands. The two of them threw their backpacks at the door before tearing open the set and letting the legos fall onto the rug in the living room.
Luke couldn’t help but smile at the sight in front of him, but his smile didn’t last long. He had forgotten to get you a Valentine’s day gift, again.
“Fuck,” he cursed, earning a glare from Noah.
“You forgot again didn’t you,” you sighed, wrapping your arms around your husband’s middle. Standing on your tip toes, you rested your chin on his shoulder so you could see your son. “It’s okay,” you said, kissing his shoulders. “You made Noah’s Valentine’s day perfect and that’s all that matters to me.”