Psych. Valentine Gift.
Valentine Gift.
Shawn/Juliet. Psych. Romance. Light Fluff. 346 words. G.
Juliet didn't like Valentines Day, but can one person's surprise gift change all that?
Prompts: Bullet for My Valentine at bfm_valentine
Juliet never liked Valentines Day. It was all because of a bad year and a bad boyfriend, but she didn’t really want to get into it right now. Roses, chocolates, and Hallmark cards were sickening and very over-used.
Valentines Day was only created by the buffoons at the greeting card companies, who would make money from the husbands who forgot at the last minute and had to find a decent card from the meager selection of what was left.
So when Juliet got up that particular morning, she was in a foul mood. It could have rivaled Carlton Lassiter’s-on a good day. She got the morning paper, and was appalled at the ‘cutsie’ decorations on the front of the Santa Barbara Times.
Quickly feeding her two cats and grabbing breakfast, which consisted of a piece of toast and mug of coffee, she headed into the station.
When she passed her partner’s desk, she was relieved to find that he wasn’t there. Chances were that he was at the shooting range, getting rid of his frustration over this-“lover’s holiday.” Juliet mused over that idea, and found it to be a good one. She thought she might go down there and join him. Besides, shooting always helped her to calm down.
Her plans became moot when she got to her desk, however. Sitting very neatly on top of the paperwork that she had been neglecting to do over the last week, was a pineapple that had a pink bow around its leaves. There could only be one person so bold and so zany to have done that. Besides, the gift itself was a dead giveaway to its supposedly mysterious sender.
Suddenly her foul mood wasn’t so foul anymore. Juliet couldn’t believe that it only took one strange and surprisingly sweet gesture for the holiday to become not as abhorrent as it had seemed when she woke up that morning.
Gently fingering the crisp, green leaves and the satin bow, she decided that perhaps Valentines Day wasn’t so bad, and maybe repaying the favor was in order.
Sequel-Pineapple Kiss
A/N: My first time writing a Shawn/Juliet fic, although Shawn never actually appeared. Hopefully all Psych fans enjoyed the return of the beloved pineapple!
A/N 2: Monumental thank you to Anna for being my BETA. Without her, I would be lost.
Shawn/Juliet. Psych. Romance. Light Fluff. 346 words. G.
Juliet didn't like Valentines Day, but can one person's surprise gift change all that?
Prompts: Bullet for My Valentine at bfm_valentine
Juliet never liked Valentines Day. It was all because of a bad year and a bad boyfriend, but she didn’t really want to get into it right now. Roses, chocolates, and Hallmark cards were sickening and very over-used.
Valentines Day was only created by the buffoons at the greeting card companies, who would make money from the husbands who forgot at the last minute and had to find a decent card from the meager selection of what was left.
So when Juliet got up that particular morning, she was in a foul mood. It could have rivaled Carlton Lassiter’s-on a good day. She got the morning paper, and was appalled at the ‘cutsie’ decorations on the front of the Santa Barbara Times.
Quickly feeding her two cats and grabbing breakfast, which consisted of a piece of toast and mug of coffee, she headed into the station.
When she passed her partner’s desk, she was relieved to find that he wasn’t there. Chances were that he was at the shooting range, getting rid of his frustration over this-“lover’s holiday.” Juliet mused over that idea, and found it to be a good one. She thought she might go down there and join him. Besides, shooting always helped her to calm down.
Her plans became moot when she got to her desk, however. Sitting very neatly on top of the paperwork that she had been neglecting to do over the last week, was a pineapple that had a pink bow around its leaves. There could only be one person so bold and so zany to have done that. Besides, the gift itself was a dead giveaway to its supposedly mysterious sender.
Suddenly her foul mood wasn’t so foul anymore. Juliet couldn’t believe that it only took one strange and surprisingly sweet gesture for the holiday to become not as abhorrent as it had seemed when she woke up that morning.
Gently fingering the crisp, green leaves and the satin bow, she decided that perhaps Valentines Day wasn’t so bad, and maybe repaying the favor was in order.
Sequel-Pineapple Kiss
A/N: My first time writing a Shawn/Juliet fic, although Shawn never actually appeared. Hopefully all Psych fans enjoyed the return of the beloved pineapple!
A/N 2: Monumental thank you to Anna for being my BETA. Without her, I would be lost.