“Well, you’re with me now and I celebrate birthdays. Whether you like it or not, I might add now before any arguments. It won’t be fancy, but it will be something.”
She made a face, but shook her head. “Fine. But nothing big, I really don’t need anything crazy.”
“It will be just you and me, and maybe some cake. A little gift too.”
“Could we have brownies instead?”
“I know…but we don’t have to. I haven’t celebrated it for years, I’m used to it. I always seem to be super busy on the day itself, so it worked out.” she said with a grin, leaning up to kiss his nose. “I don’t plan on sharing you,s o that’s good.”
“Well, you’re with me now and I celebrate birthdays. Whether you like it or not, I might add now before any arguments. It won’t be fancy, but it will be something.”
She made a face, but shook her head. “Fine. But nothing big, I really don’t need anything crazy.”
“Because my mom died giving birth to me. So celebrating my life felt…odd, when it was the same day she lost hers. My dad didn’t mind, we’d celebrate it the following weekend instead.” she explained, her finger moving down his jawline to his chin. “I don’t feel uncomfortable with you at all. And I wouldn’t just because other people might assume things. I’ve never let myself think like that and I’m not going to start now that I found you.”
“I’m sorry about your mother. We could celebrate her and you on your birthday you know.” He smiles at her. “Good. I’m yours to keep.”
“I know…but we don’t have to. I haven’t celebrated it for years, I’m used to it. I always seem to be super busy on the day itself, so it worked out.” she said with a grin, leaning up to kiss his nose. “I don’t plan on sharing you,s o that’s good.”
“It’s…a week from tomorrow. But you don’t have to make a deal out of it, I don’t really celebrate my birthday.” she told him. “I’ve seen worse age gaps…why, do you feel I’m too young for you?”
“Why not? It’s supposed to be a fun day.” He tangles his fingers in her hair and smiles down at her. “No, but I want you to feel comfortable with us. Not just when we are alone, but when we go out together in public as well.”
“Because my mom died giving birth to me. So celebrating my life felt…odd, when it was the same day she lost hers. My dad didn’t mind, we’d celebrate it the following weekend instead.” she explained, her finger moving down his jawline to his chin. “I don’t feel uncomfortable with you at all. And I wouldn’t just because other people might assume things. I’ve never let myself think like that and I’m not going to start now that I found you.”
“Well…Twenty seven in a few weeks.” she said with a shrug. “Mostly I don’t tell anyone that because everyone is expected to have their lives figured out by then and mine is still a mess.”
“When is your birthday?” He brushes his fingers over her nose, memorising her face.”And some of the most interesting people in history didn’t know what they wanted to do until they were well advanced in age. Don’t mind what other people say pumpkin. I’m still close to ten years older than you.”
“It’s…a week from tomorrow. But you don’t have to make a deal out of it, I don’t really celebrate my birthday.” she told him. “I’ve seen worse age gaps…why, do you feel I’m too young for you?”
He snorts at her reply. “I’ll shave tomorrow morning.” His fingers brush over her cheek and across her lips, caressing them softly. “You don’t mind being with a much older man?” He asks her softly.
She snorted a bit and shook her head. “You’re not that much older than I am, you know.” she said softly. “I don’t advertise my age because I don’t look it.”
“Oh, and just how old are you? Twenty five? Twenty seven?”
“Well…Twenty seven in a few weeks.” she said with a shrug. “Mostly I don’t tell anyone that because everyone is expected to have their lives figured out by then and mine is still a mess.”
“Sure.” she said with a soft, but growing smile. “And you look good in anything, so that really won’t be much of an issue for you.” she teased.
He snorts at her reply. “I’ll shave tomorrow morning.” His fingers brush over her cheek and across her lips, caressing them softly. “You don’t mind being with a much older man?” He asks her softly.
She snorted a bit and shook her head. “You’re not that much older than I am, you know.” she said softly. “I don’t advertise my age because I don’t look it.”
“I like the sound of the last one.” He mumbles as he leans into her touch.
“Me too…I guess you’ll just have to hang on tight and not let go, hmm?”
“I can do that.” He smiles softly at her. “Want to go out to dinner tomorrow night? You can dress up all pretty and I’ll do my best to look nice next to you.”
“Sure.” she said with a soft, but growing smile. “And you look good in anything, so that really won’t be much of an issue for you.” she teased.
“Only for a while? Are you planning on running away?” He teases softly, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
“Not anytime soon. And a while…could mean anything. A few days…months…years…decades…” she giggled softly, brushing her fingers along the stubble on his jawline.
“I like the sound of the last one.” He mumbles as he leans into her touch.
“Me too…I guess you’ll just have to hang on tight and not let go, hmm?”
“Good, I really don’t feel like giving you up to someone else.” He grins at her as he opens his eyes once more. “Can I keep you?”
her eyes flickered open to find his, crinkling a bit in a grin. “I think I’d be willing to let you hang on to me for a while, sure.” she said softly.
“Only for a while? Are you planning on running away?” He teases softly, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
“Not anytime soon. And a while…could mean anything. A few days…months…years…decades…” she giggled softly, brushing her fingers along the stubble on his jawline.
