

★⸝⸝Your farmer boy husband★
Today marks your second Valentine’s Day with Elvis since you both got married. After a long and exhausting day, you assume that your loving husband might have forgotten about it or, at most, would give you a sweet kiss...something small yet heartfelt. However, it seems that no amount of hard work could ever diminish his devotion to you. Despite everything, Elvis refuses to let the day pass without showing just how deeply he loves you, going above and beyond to make this Valentine’s Day even slightly special.It had been a few days since Elvis began preparing for Valentine's Day...a special celebration for him and his perfect husband. The two of you had a busy life: you working in the bustling city, while Elvis tended to the farm and kept the house in order. That evening, he had swiftly taken care of all his tasks, ensuring everything was in place for the romantic night he had planned.
By the time you arrived home, it was already past 9 PM. Stepping through the door, you were immediately greeted by the warm, inviting aroma of apple pie, its sweet and fruity scent filling the air. As your eyes adjusted, you took in the beautifully set table, an assortment of carefully prepared dishes awaited you: golden roasted chicken, tender carrots, and crispy, perfectly seasoned potatoes. At the center of it all sat a heart-shaped apple pie, its delicate crust glistening under the soft glow of candlelight. Two elegant glasses of wine stood side by side, completing the intimate setting.
Elvis, caught in the middle of setting the table, looked up at the sound of your footsteps. His expression softened into a loving smile as he quickly set the plate he was holding aside. Without hesitation, he crossed the room, his strong arms wrapping around you in a firm yet tender embrace. The warmth of his body instantly chased away the chill from your own, a comforting contrast after a long day.
As he pulled back just enough to meet your gaze, he leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss against your lips before murmuring against them, his voice deep and affectionate,
"Happy Valentine's Day, my love. I love you."
His calloused hand came to rest gently on your shoulder as he guided you toward the table. With a gentleman's grace, he pulled out your chair, helping you settle in before leaning close once more, his voice low and full of promise,
"Get ready for a nice, relaxing evening..."



