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littlemissmentallyunstable · 5 months ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY MADDDIEEE AHHHHH 💋😘

I HOPE U LITERALLY HAVEEE THE BEST DAY EVER ✨💓💗💕 YOU DESERVE THE WORLD AND MORE AND NEVER FORGET IT 😘🥰😘🥰😘🥰😘

YOU WILL FOREVER BE THE MAX TO MY AVERY, THE LIA TO MY CASSIE AND THE BEAUTIFUL AMAZING SWEET MADDIE TO MY BELLA ✨💗💖💕💘🥰 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GURL

I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST BIRTHDAY AND THE WORLD, HERE’S MY GIFT TO YOU…

title: maddie’s birthday

pairing: rohan mercy x maddie

Sunlight kissed the bedsheets as it desperately reached past the limits of the curtains. A golden haze spilled over the two bodies, curled up against each other, enough to wake one but not the other.

Rohan could only gaze at the girl lying in his arms. He didn’t think it was even possible to physically hold perfection until he’d met Maddie. She simply captivated him, in every way. From every delicate eyelash on her eyes to her rounded lips. Everything.

He smiled to himself as he gently brushed the hair from her face, trailing his fingers through the length, his fingers sliding past any loose knots with ease. Over and over he allowed the silky strands envelope his fingertips, repeating the day he had planned in his head over and over, until the action became absentminded, a second nature.

He glanced down again at her face, with the hair brushed from it now he could see all of her features so clearly. Softly he traced its contours with the most tender touch, resisting the urge to lean down and plant a kiss of her lips or forehead or nose one too many times.

In the silence of the morning, only broken occasionally by bird song and the odd car driving past, Rohan had almost too much time to think. His eyes fixated on Maddie and only she consumed his thoughts, not that she wouldn’t have done if he wasn’t looking at her.

She was bathed in the golden light streaming through the window, looking more goddess than girl. Rohan thought it was the perfect way for nature to describe her with a halo of liquid sunlight surrounding her.

He often felt like the luckiest man alive which wasn’t a feeling Rohan was accustomed to, given his childhood and time at the Devil’s Mercy. In fact he thought that luck might never be on his side. That was before he met Maddie.

Maddie was more than just the girl he was irrevocably in love with, she was his saviour. It was the first time he’d understood what it felt like to be loved and to love someone back even harder. She opened his eyes and heart which was a gift Rohan thought he could never repay her for.

He began to trace small circles up her left arm therapeutically, before he noticed the twitch in her lips. A soft sort of smile spread in her state of between sleep and being awake until her eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the golden hue of the room.

“Good morning darling,” Rohan smiled, his fingertips still drawing circles at the top of her arm.

She giggled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, “morning.”

Her reply was sleepy, her words all mushing into one. Rohan found it adorable.

“You look so beautiful,” he murmured, eyes glued to her figure as if they are struggling to move away.

“Stop it,” she groaned burying her face into a pillow, muffling her reply, “you’re such a liar, I’ve just woken up!”

“And yet,” Rohan said, lifting Maddie’s head from the pillow and into his hands, “you’re still the most gorgeous person I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“You flatter me too much,” she replied with a loving smile, letting the weight of her tired head fall into his palms.

“Happy birthday, my love,” he whispered, placing his lips on hers and indulging her into a morning kiss.

The motion was soft, almost velvety. He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his body, the other hand working through her hair. They littered one another in gentle, sweet kisses before Rohan softly pulled away and walked towards the bedroom door.

“Where are you going?” Maddie cocked her head to the side, big confused eyes staring back at him.

“Why?” a smirk flashed across his face, “don’t you want me to?”

“I think we both know the answer to that,” she replied quietly, tugging his arm in attempts to get him back.

He smiled, curling his fingers around her palm, “meet me downstairs when you’re dressed,” he said ominously, a knowing smugness glittering in his eyes.

“Or…” she said, elongating the sound, “you could stay here.”

He paused, pretending to ponder it, “…nope!”

Her eyebrows pinched together as she tried to read his expression, “what are you up to?” she asked.

“No questions,” he responded, with a very Rohan grin, “you’re not allowed.”

“It’s my birthday,” she scoffed, “aren’t I supposed to be allowed to do whatever I want?”

“I said no questions,” he repeated with glee, “see you soon my love.”

“Rohan-“ she giggled, getting cut off with a quick kiss on the lips.

“No questions,” he sang as he spun around and left.

Alone in their room, Maddie laid back down. This was the first birthday she’d had with Rohan and already proving to be her favourite courtesy of good morning kisses.

Deep in thought, she realised one thing, she didn’t have a clue what to wear. She had a wardrobe full of clothes but what occasion was she dressing for, if she didn’t know Rohan’s plans then how could she coordinate an outfit.

She walked to the bedroom door opening it until it was only the slightest bit ajar and called out, “what am I meant to wear?”

Rohan’s voice floated back up the staircase only moments later, “whatever you want.”

“That’s not very helpful,” Maddie grumbled going to shut the door before something or rather someone pushed it back open.

“Who said I was helpful,” Rohan shrugged, suddenly making an appearance emerging from downstairs.

“Seriously Rohan,” she sighed, folding her arms.

“I’m being dead serious,” he winked, “wear whatever you’d like.”

“But what if it doesn’t match you or it’s too fancy or not fancy enough or-“

“No questions,” he said once more. Maddie couldn’t tell if it was annoying her or making her laugh.

“But-“

“Wear whatever and I’ll match you,” he shrugged, “sorted. Nothing is too fancy or not fancy enough. Just be you and it’ll all be perfect.”

Maddie couldn’t help it when the heat rose to her cheeks giving them a rosy tinge, so she ignored it and instead narrowed her eyes at him.

“What are you trying to work out,” he asked, tilting his head sideways.

She only grinned, unable to bite back the quick response, “no questions.”

He chuckled, a low sound from the back of his throat before tilting her chin up and placing a kiss on her lips. Then, as fast as before, he left again and Maddie was stood by a now shut door.

She shook her head with a small smile as she approached her wardrobe, flinging the large doors open. She wanted to wear something she loved, that made her feel special and brought her joy. Immediately she knew what dress she wanted.

Her eyes fell to a deep blue dress with fabric that flowed down with the illusion of an ocean. She’d fallen in love with it the moment she’d seen it in a display window and she would dare say that she’d fallen even harder now. Excited, she slipped into it, each edge of fabric clinging to her body as if it were cut exactly to fit her. Sapphire ripples of material enveloped her like waves. It was definitely her dress.

She then styled her hair before finally pairing the dress with some white heels and simple jewellery. Classy and pretty. She took a step back and admired herself in the full length mirror that stood in the corner. She felt amazing.

She cupped her hands around her mouth calling down the stairs, “I’m ready!”

Maddie waited, listening to Rohan’s approaching footsteps. She stood behind the door, a little away so when it opened it wouldn’t smack her straight in the face. From previous expense she’d unfortunately learnt that it was a painful experience. She smoothed down the waves of blue one final time, adjusting her hair again in the mirror with a small smile settled on her lips. The door opened slowly and on the other side there he stood.

Rohan stopped in his tracks. There weren’t many things in life that could make a man like him stop and stare but Maddie had always been one of them, especially now. All the air was momentarily sucked from his lungs but he didn’t desire oxygen, only to drink in every detail of her.

She was more than gorgeous, more than stunning, more than pretty. He struggled to find a word to describe her, none fit right, all were understatements. He took a mental picture of her in his dress with those shoes, that hair and her stunning smile. He knew already he’d revisit this mental picture every day until he died.

“You’re beautiful,” he managed to murmur, barely getting the words out.

“Didn’t you already tell me that this morning?” she smiled softly, “come on Rohan, you can’t reuse compliments like that.”

She radiated something like sunshine, yet it burned brighter, bolder. He didn’t know how she quite managed it.

“There’s not enough words,” he said, “to even begin to describe you.”

“Are you flirting with me?” Maddie teased, taking a step closer. The smell of her sweet perfume intoxicating him.

He tilted his head to the side, “maybe I am.”

“Hmmm,” she pondered, closing the place between them even further, “I hate to break it to you, but you’re really not my type.”

Rohan chuckled darkly, “oh really? I don’t recall you saying that before.”

“Yeah well,” she said, with love struck eyes, “I just felt sorry for you.”

“Why don’t you feel sorry for me again, just for today,” he grinned, “a man like me deserves a little pity every now and then.”

She laughed and then suddenly came to a realisation, “wait, you’re in a suit!”

He looked down, pretending to check his attire, “I am.”

She whacked his arm lightly, “how did you know it’d match me?”

“I didn’t, but I took an educated guess,” Rohan smirked, “believe it or not Maddie, I know you better than you know yourself and therefore it was a prediction that you’d pick this dress.”

“Sometimes I’m convinced you can read minds,” she said, as his arms found their way to her waist.

“Maybe I can,” he shrugged, “trick of the Mercy.”

“I’ll work it out someday,” she replied, determination flickering through her eyes for a fraction of a second.

“I have no doubt you will,” he agreed, kissing her forehead gently, “now, care to join me downstairs.”

He extended his arm out, to which she happily took hold of. The two of them walked downstairs together and Rohan guided her towards another shut door.

“Close your eyes,” he murmured, untangling his arm from hers and standing behind her.

She could feel his soft breath on the back of neck, the motion tickling her evoking a small giggle. She closed her eyes slowly, plunging herself into darkness.

Maddie felt as he moved away from her back and opened the door in front of her. She heard a brief rustling before Rohan’s steady voice once again.

“Hands out…”

Biting back an even wider smile, Maddie opened her arms out. Something was placed in them, weighted but not heavy. There was a plastic-y feel to it.

“You can open your eyes now,” he said softly.

A bouquet of perfect roses lay in her outstretched hands, the prettiest, deepest of reds, all full and bloomed. The sweet scent of them delicately floated through the air around reminding Maddie of the rose water perfume she used to make as a child.

“Oh my gosh! I love them!” she exclaimed, rising on her tiptoes and kissing him on the cheek, “thank you!”

“You’re welcome princess,” he said, guiding her into the room further.

Maddie hadn’t even realised the decorations until she’d looked around for the second time. Navy blue and gold balloons were scattered all over the room, a smooth tablecloth was set on the table and there were banners hung from doors and shelves. She squealed in joy and flung herself into his arms to show her gratitude. Had Rohan not had the reflexes he did they would’ve both been in trouble, but he caught her with ease, laughing at her reaction.

Golden stars hung from the ceiling on the strings, each engraved with words Maddie noticed. She walked towards them and tentatively took one between her fingers to read it.

21st July - the day I realised I loved you

“We were at the beach,” he murmured softly from behind her, “and those kids wanted someone to bury under the sand and I couldn’t bring myself to turn them down, so they-“

“Buried you under the sand,” she finished, “and turned you into a mermaid, you had a tail and everything.”

“And you were laughing at me,” he continued, “trying not to, but dismally failing.”

She turned to face him, smooth chocolate eyes glued to his, “and that’s when you fell in love with me?”

He shook his head gently, “no I think I’ve been in love with you since the day I met you Mads, but I only realised that day. When I saw you there laughing I realised what all the feelings meant, what you meant to me.”

“You’re going to make me cry,” she mumbled, glossy eyed as she bit the inside of her cheek.

“Don’t cry,” Rohan replied, cupping her face in his hands, “I hate it when you cry.”

Silently she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face into the crook of his neck. Naturally he encased her into his chest, his arms resting on the small of her back, muscles tight against her sides.

“Thank you so so much,” she whispered in his ear.

“You don’t need to thank me my love,” he grinned pulling away to kiss the top of her head, “I’m glad you like it.”

“Like is an understatement,” she sniffed, eyes skimming over a few more of the stars, each with a date and a memory on them.

They were all so beautifully crafted, a gift straight from a bleeding, beating heart. This was one hundred percent going into her top ten life moments.

“So…” Rohan said, “I may or may not have a few things planned.”

“Ooo,” she replied, mocking his British accent, “do tell kind sir.”

He shook his head with a smirk, “I went for the element of surprise this year.”

“Interesting,” she narrowed her eyes.

“So sometime after breakfast, when you feel like it, we’re going to get in the car and I’m going to take you somewhere,” he explained.

“Let me guess,” Maddie sighed, “I don’t get to know the somewhere.”

He smiled broadly giving her the answer before the words even left his lips. She sighed.

“You’re getting good at this little game Maddie,” he replied.

***

After breakfast, Maddie was anxious to find out the mystery location so naturally wanted to get going as soon as possible, which Rohan had predicted, not that he’d told her that.

So they wrapped up in long coats and scarves and walked to the car. It was one of those cold days in January that is both icy and sunny at the same time. Freezing but glistening with beauty.

The drive, to Maddie, was like one elongated pain staking road that lasted for eternity. She was currently playing a silent guessing game with herself: ‘where is Rohan taking me?’ She listed about a hundred different places it could be but when he didn’t make the turning or exit the road the way she thought he might she discarded the idea.

“Are we nearly there?” she asked, feeling as much like an impatient child as she sounded

He laughed, “nearly.”

What Maddie found odd was that she recognised every road but couldn’t work out where they might lead to. Eventually they wound up on a street she knew very well. As the car stopped excitement blossomed in her chest.

She looked at Rohan with her eyebrows raised, “we’re outside a bookstore…”

“Yes,” he nodded, not giving any of his so called ‘plans’ away, “we are.”

“My favourite bookstore in the whole world,” she continued, unable to contain her happiness.

“I’m glad you noticed,” Rohan grinned, adoring to see her so bouncy, so glowy.

“On my birthday,” she said.

His eyes flickered the screen of his phone as it flashed up the date, “uh-huh it does seem it is that day.”

“What are we doing here then?” she asked him.

“You’ll see,” he replied ominously.

“But-“

“You have got to stop asking questions Maddie, love,” he smiled slyly as he stepped out of the car. He swiftly walked around and opened the door for her, extending his hand. Gratefully she took it, letting herself be guided out.

“It’s not my fault I’m curious when I’m being left in the dark,” she told him, continuing the conversation.

“You’re so overdramatic,” Rohan rolled his eyes as he began to walk towards the entrance of the bookshop.

Maddie gaped and stared at him, “says the biggest drama queen in the world!”

“I am not,” he replied quickly, his cheeks colouring slightly.

“Need I remind you of the spider incident,” she asked, raising a challenging eyebrow.

His face heated up further, turning a deeper shade of red. Maddie thought it was adorable.

“It was massive,” he defended.

“It was the tiniest spider I’ve ever seen,” she rolled her eyes, proving the size with the width of her fingers. He gently slapped them away.

“It was crawling towards me,” Rohan shuddered, “what did you want me to do, let it eat me alive?”

She snorted, shaking her head.

“Imagine your life without me,” he said trying to further prove the point, as if being eaten alive by a spider was a perfectly plausible fear to have.

“It’s what I dream about,” she winked back.

His jaw hung slack in offence and Maddie could only giggle at his expression. An odd warmth flooded through the left side of Rohan’s chest when she did, a sound so beautiful and melodic he wished its play on repeat forever, just like the image of her walking out in that dress this morning.

“Only joking,” Maddie stuck her tongue out playfully, “you’re alright I suppose,” she joked once more.

“I’m abused,” he deadpanned, shaking his head sadly.

“You don’t mind it though,” she said with a lopsided grin, “do you?”

“If it means I get it look in your eyes every day, not one bit,” he said, stopping in his tracks as he pulled her in closer. Softly he brushed his lips over hers as she returned the gesture.

“You, Rohan,” she muttered, once they’d pulled away, “are something else.”

He tugged her hand and guided her into the bookshop, not that she was complaining about that. She took in the rows upon rows of shelves of books and felt right a home. Slowly Maddie inhaled, the sheer smell of books intoxicated her into feeling the urge to buy the whole damn store. Heaven. It was heaven.

“I feel like I’m home,” she murmured, not realising she’d even said the words aloud before they’d left her lips.

He smiled softly.

“I know I’m being cheesy,” she said sheepishly, cheeks a little pink, too pink to just blame them on the cold, “but let me have this.”

“I love how cheesy you are,” he shrugged, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

She scrunched her face up, “liar.”

“No, I do,” he said earnestly, “really.”

She kissed his cheek again gently before he spun her around to face him, a spark igniting in his eyes.

“Okay,” he said, “first challenge, are you ready?”

Maddie raised a brow in question, “challenge?”

“You have two minutes to run around and pick out as many books you want,” he grinned.

Maddie only felt her excitement grow. She was in a stunning dress, in the centre of a bookstore with the world’s best boyfriend on her birthday being offered a book buying challenge. What could get better than this?

“What’s the catch?” she asked, never play with a Mercy boy without asking the catch.

“After the two minutes, that’s it,” he replied, “so choose wisely.”

She grimaced, “no pressure then.”

“None at all,” Rohan said smoothly.

“When does my time start?” Maddie asked, realising suddenly she didn’t even have a watch to time herself.

“Now!”

Her eyes widened and she immediately started running. She’d been her one too many times and knew exactly what she was looking for. Immediately she regretted choosing white heels of all shoes to wear but pushed through, feeling like one of her favourite book heroines running around in a ballgown for dear life. She speedily collected a bunch from the YA section before sprinting to romance section with only thirty seconds left to spare.

She couldn’t help but laugh as she did, Rohan was behind her the whole time, running as well with a basket in his hand for her to unload books into. She wondered how they looked to the other customers, probably like a couple of lunatics. They were both dressed in formal wear, running around a bookstore laughing, practically clearing shelves of their contents.

But Maddie didn’t even care, she felt like she was living in a scene from one of her romance books and that was the best gift anyone couldn’t ever given her. Breathless and arms full of books she returned to Rohan when he called time.

He was ready with his basket for the book overload, “happy?” he asked, nodding to her pile.

“Are you kidding!” she squealed, still panting a little, “this is crazy, I have enough books for who knows how long here!”

Rohan eyed what she placed in the basket with a conflicted look on his face. He pursed his perfect lips, “I’m not sure it’s enough.”

“What do you mean?” Maddie stared in question.

“I think you could pick out a few more,” he shrugged lightly.

She raised her eyebrows, “but you said that would be it.”

“I lied,” he smiled with a quick wink, “second challenge, you can get as many books as you can carry in your arms in one journey from here and back.”

Her cheeks flushed, “seriously?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding,” Rohan asked, his sincere face on.

“Are you aware of how expensive books are?” Maddie asked him.

He leant back into the shelf behind him with his arms folded, “are you aware that I don’t care?”

“Rohan-“

“Money isn’t of any consequence to me sweetheart,” he said, “go and get more books.”

Maddie bit the bottom of her lip to stop her smile from getting any wider for fear her jaw might dislocate, “I seriously love you right now.”

“Why thank you,” he replied, “I’ll remind you that you said that when I forget to do the washing.”

“I’m still convinced you forget on purpose,” she tusked.

“I do,” he shrugged with a playful smirk.

“You cheeky little-“

“Books, carry, now, go.”

He spun her around and gave her a gentle shove forwards.

“Fine,” she said, looking back over her shoulder, “but we’re coming back to this conversation later.”

Rohan didn’t reply so Maddie took the opportunity to have a deeper look. Unlike the last round, this time she could actually take her time and choose some books she really wanted to read. She only began to realise how difficult this challenge was when she realised she had so many books she’d have to carry them with both arms, not allowing her a third arm to pick up more books.

So, after a few questionable improvised moves she decided that there was no possible way she could hold anymore. Her arms physically burnt under the weight of them all.

“Done?” Rohan asked as she approached him.

“Uh-huh,” she strained, struggling to speak under the heaviness.

He chuckled and took them from her adding them all to a second basket.

“I think this is a library’s worth,” she told him, admiring them already.

“Are you excited?” he said.

“Excited doesn’t even cover a fraction of how I feel right now,” she exclaimed.

He pulled her face into hers, indulging in her taste in the middle of surrounded by romance books.

“Good,” he said against her lips, as they ended the kiss.

“I can’t believe you even-“

“Ba ba ba ba,” he raised a hand to stop her , “we’re not done yet.”

“How can we not be done yet?” she laughed, brushing hair from her face as her eyes scanned over the two full baskets of books they already had.

“For the final challenge,” he grinned, “you can buy as many books as you can manage to balance on your head, but the one that makes them all fall over, you can’t keep.”

Maddie laughed, “you’re crazy!”

“Well I’m channelling my inner Maddison,” he shrugged.

“I hate to say it but you’re doing a really good job,” she replied, picking her first book and balancing it on her head.

He laughed lightly and watched she added more and more. She walked around, arms out, taking small and graceful steps so she could reach the books she wanted without jeopardising the ones on her head.

Rohan stared at her, now six books balanced on her head and the brightest of fires burning in her eyes. He wished he could write this moment on one of the golden stars currently hanging in their kitchen.

“You look stunning,” he smiled, eyes never leaving her figure.

“I feel like I’m in finishing school,” she snorted, carefully taking a seventh book from the shelf in attempts to balance it, but it was one too many and the pile toppled over.

Luckily between them, they caught the falling books and none were damaged in the process. The six Maddie had managed to sustain on her head Rohan added to the badge.

“Ready to pay or do you want to browse some more?” he offered.

“I’m ready,” she nodded, almost overwhelmed with the sheer amount of books she now had.

“Let’s go then,” he grinned, kissing her cheek as he lifted the baskets, practically spilling over with books.

“Rohan, are you serious?” she made sure, touching his upper arm.

He flicked his wallet from his pocket, “does this look serious?”

“You’re going to go broke,” Maddie shook her head, chuckling.

“Oh sweetheart, do you know my connections?” he scoffed, “I’m with the devil’s mercy, even if I were going to go broke, I wouldn’t.”

***

Maddie stood back looking an entire set of shelves now full of books, all new, all beautiful, all hers. She could barely believe it, the moment didn’t feel real.

“I still can’t believe you actually got me all of them,” she hummed. admiring her full shelf, “my tbr is now actually infinite.”

“Worth every penny to see your smile,” Rohan said, pulling her down onto his lap.

“Well if you wanted to see my smile,” she murmured, “you could’ve just asked.”

“Can I taste it instead?” he whispered.

“If you can stop staring,” she replied, a soft giggle the back of her throat.

The kiss started off as a slow gently movement, sweet and drawn out. Each collision a delicate touch, sending fluttering feelings all through their bodies. Rohan deepened the kiss, hands gripping the small of her back. The passion and heat rose up a level and the kisses became more rapid, more feverish. Maddie’s heart thumped in her chest going at double speed.

Eventually, realising they needed air again the kisses slowed, going back to the gentle motions from the beginning, allowing them to regain some oxygen back and not fully break away. When they finally did, Maddie found herself curled up against Rohan’s chest, his arms tightly around her.

She thought back to the stars in the kitchen, how the 21st of July was the first time Rohan realised he’d fallen in love with her. She’d fallen so long before, 18th of March she recalled.

He’d taken her to the beach and the two of them were sat on a towel watching the sunset. She remembered how he’d smiled at her, how special it made her feel. She saw so vividly the exact second she realised all those stories about just knowing ‘the one’ were all too real.

“Do you want cake,” Rohan murmured into her neck, reeling her in from the pleasant memory, like awaking her from a dream she was desperate to go back to sleep to restart again.

She pulled away from him, to meet his eye, “cake?” she questioned.

“Usually on birthdays there’s a cake right?” he asked in reply.

She laughed, “you know what I mean.”

He beamed, lifting her up over his shoulder. She gasped and clung tight to his arms upside down. Through fits of laughter she managed to ask to be put down but Rohan pretended he didn’t understand what she was saying and carried her all the way to the kitchen.

Eventually he placed her down in front of the table on which a mysterious white box had appeared. She glanced at Rohan and he gave a her a subtle nod telling her to open it. Slowly she lifted the lid from the box and the four cardboard walls also dropped revealing a perfect red velvet cake inside.

The layers were light and fluffy, a beautiful red that reminded Maddie of her roses from the morning. The layers of cake were sandwiches together with decadently thick helpings of white frosting. The decoration on top was so flawless, she couldn’t even believe it was all edible.

“Did you make this?” she asked in awe.

“Yes,” he said quickly.

“Liar liar pants on fire,” she sang in a teasing tone, of course she already knew before she asked that he never made it.

Rohan and cooking were not two words you found in the same sentence unless joined with a negative words, like burnt or destroyed.

“Fine so maybe I got Gigi to ask Grayson to ask Jameson to ask Avery to ask Libby to make it,” he said with an eye roll, “but I did try to make it.”

Maddie but the inside of her cheek to stop her laughter, “and how did that one go?”

He sighed looking pained to admit it, “remember the night before last when you stayed at Avery’s?”

“Yeah?” Maddie said, curiosity gnawing at her insides.

“There was a reason,” he said.

She grinned, “care to delve into that one?”

“Maybe at my funeral, darling,” he responded, making her laugh airily.

“Why at your funeral,” she replied.

“Because a) you can’t speak ill of the dead,” he explaining putting up one finger, “and b) if I tell you before it might cause my funeral.”

She tipped her head back and giggled airily, “you know I’m literally going to ask Avery later.”

“She’ll lie for me,” he shrugged smoothly, knowing full well that it was a complete nonsense.

“No she won’t,” she replied.

“Believe me, she doesn’t even want you knowing what went down in that kitchen,” he scoffed.

“Hmmm,” she hummed, folding her arms giving him a quizzical stare, “sure.”

“Come on, I’m putting on a movie so we can eat cake,” Rohan said.

“You’re changing the subject,” she said, tapping the end of his nose with her index finger.

“How about Wicked?” he responded, ignoring her comment.

Maddie stopped in her tracks, “but you hate that movie, you whine like a child that’s been told to eat their vegetables whenever I put it on.”

“Then agree before I change my mind,” he shrugged coolly.

She stuck her tongue out and grabbed two plates, “fine.”

***

The credits rolled across the screen, music soft in the background. Two plates now only covered in red crumbs and smudges of icing sat on the table. The cake had been the best thing she’d ever eaten and she made a mental note to show Libby her gratitude.

Maddie had her head of Rohan’s shoulder, far too comfortable to bother to reach for the control to change the endless list of names on her screen. Rohan smiled down at her, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face.

“You’re cute when you’re sleepy,” he murmured.

“I’m not sleepy,” she protested, still not moving betraying her true state, “just comfortable.”

“So comfortable your eyes are closing, huh?” he laughed.

“Exactly,” she stuck her tongue out before nuzzling further into him.

“Well don’t fall asleep just yet,” he said, reaching into his back pocket.

Curious, Maddie perked up, sitting upright, eyeing the mystery. Rohan produced a box and handed it to her with a trademark smile.

“Happy birthday, beautiful.”

Her jaw hung slack as the delicate box is placed in her palm, “but you already got me books!”

“So?” he shrugged, “I like spoiling you, you deserve it.”

“I love you,” she replied, gazing at him practically with hearts in her eyes.

“I love you too,” he grinned, adoring how she looked in this moment, “but I know the curiously is killing you so just open the box, sweetheart.”

He was, of course, right on the money again. Her curiosity was washing its way through her bloodstream and straight to her brain. Slowly she undid the ribbon tying it altogether and gently removed the lid from the box.

Inside was the most gorgeous necklace she’d ever seen. The most delicate silver chain with a silver heart charm on it. The charm had tiny sparkling jewels on it, each glinted in the light.

“Rohan I don’t even know what to say,” she gasped, not able to tear her eyes away from the sheer beauty of it.

“That’s okay,” he murmured, “last time I checked kissing didn’t require any conversation.”

Maddie smiled, “I suppose you’re right.”

Their faces neared and they fell into a rhythm of small, sweet kisses. They were gentle and kind. Maddie wondered if he could feel her gratitude as much as she meant it.

“I love you,” she said breathlessly.

“Not as much as I love you,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around her.

MADDIE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THISSS 💗💗 I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCHHH

THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE TO TALK AND BEING SUPPORTIVE OF ME AND MY WORK!! YOURE ONE OF SWEETEST PEOPLE I KNOWWW 💘💖💓💗 AND IM SO GLAD WE MET

HAPPY BIRTHDAY <33

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