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You wake up to somebody playing with your hair and soft kisses being pressed to your face and shoulders. You smile as you crack your eyes open and see your boyfriend. "Hi," You whisper to him.
He smiles at you and leans in for a kiss, "Happy Birthday, my love," He breaths onto your lips.
You wrap your arms around his torso, trying to pull him down to cuddle. He chuckles and pulls himself back up next to the bed. You flip around on your stomach, groaning.
"I'm sorry, babe, but we don't have time to lay around today," He says.
You turn your head to the side, so you could look at him. You quirk your eyebrow, gesturing for him to continue.
"I have a surprise for you," He vaguely says.
A blush and smile creeps up onto your face. Even after being with Connor for 4 years, you still haven't gotten used to his presents and surprises. "What is it?"
"I can't tell you that yet, but it's for later tonight."
You keep your face neutral, but you were wondering how late he was thinking in your head.
"I can already tell what you're thinking," He laughs. "You can still watch the game tonight."
Your blush darkens as you were caught red-handed. "You know me so well," You giggle, grabbing his face and pulling him into a kiss. Maybe it was a problem that you had to schedule everything around your hockey games, but you had been surrounded by hockey since you were a baby and that wasn't changing. Luckily, you found Connor, who understood 100% and every time it happened fell more in love with you and your dedication to hockey.
It was later that night when the couple was walking in downtown Toronto. It was late May, the Oilers didn't make it to the playoffs, so the couple had already gone to their off-season home in Toronto. Connor was being very suspicious about where you guys were going. But you were starting to get nervous as the Leafs game was starting in 20 minutes, and there was no way to watch it.
"Babe, just tell me what we are doing," You groan.
He shook his head, stubbornly. "Nope, we're almost there," He kisses your temple. "Relax."
You exasperatedly exhale at his secretiveness. He smiles at you, and you instantly relax at his comforting smile. You move on and decide to enjoy your birthday night with the love of your life.
10 minutes later Connor stops at your holy grail, Scotiabank Arena, your eyebrows furrow in confusion when you two stopped there. "What are we doing here?" You yell to Connor, over the loud noise of people surrounding you.
