Seduce Me one shot book

💚You deserve to be celebrated💚

Sam x Aron

Aron and Sam laid in their bed, the mood quiet and comfortable as they relaxed after both having long days at their jobs. Aron was wearing both Sam's t-shirt and a pair of sleep shorts, her hair done in two Dutch braids. Sam was shirtless, wearing only some sweatpants.

It was a bit cold in the mansion, the cooler weather rolling in, and in response she pulled a blanket over the two of them and snuggled closer to him. She felt his strong arms pull her closer in response. She smiled and kissed his chest softly, nuzzling him.

Her smile grew when she recalled her recent birthday. Sam knew she didn't want anything extreme for it, so he and his brothers threw her a small, simple birthday party with some cake and presents.

That's when a sudden realization hit her. She had no idea when Sam's birthday was.

"Sam," she said, to which he hummed in response. "When's your birthday?"

"I dunno. Sometime in winter." he said, shocking her more. He didn't know when his birthday was? "Why?"

Aron blinked up at him. "Well, just- you don't know?"

Sam looked almost amused at her confusion. "Nah, time works differently here than it does in the demon world. It's pretty confusing trying to match dates up."

She hummed. "Makes sense...so you just don't have one here? You didn't pick one when you moved here?"

"I think there's one on my ID," he said, reaching over to grab his wallet off of the nightstand as they sat up.

She nodded. "It should be on there. That's kinda one of the points of ID's, I think."

Sam handed her the card, which immediately Aron noticed had a perfect picture of Sam in the corner. Her jaw dropped in shock. "Dude, your picture..."

"What? What's wrong with it?" he asked, looking at it with her.

"Nothing..." she said softly. "Literally nothing..."

"...okay? Is something supposed to be wrong?" he asked incredulously, making Aron giggle.

"Well...yeah? It's this, like- an unspoken rule about ID pictures, they are always awful. Always."

"Oh yeah? Lemme see yours then, Doofus," he said with a toothy grin.

Aron shook her head. "Oh no, absolutely not. The picture is...no, not happening," she said matter of factly, making Sam chuckle.

After a few more moments of playful banter, Aron looked at the ID for the small, printed date. She squinted her eyes and read it. "January seventh," she read out loud.

He hummed. "Cool."

She smiled and handed him back his card before flopping back down on the bed, mind already whirling about gift ideas.

* January Seventh *

Aron was never the best at gift giving, or baking, or planning, or any of the most helpful skills to have when celebrating someone's birthday. But when the day of Sam's birthday arrived, Aron knew she had to do something to make it special.

Sam was still at work, but the rest of the incubi were with Aron in the mansion, all of them working together to surprise him. Matthew was currently icing the chocolate cake, Damien and Aron were on the lookout for Sam, and Erik was finishing any final touches on decorations with James' help.

The sound of Sam's truck door shutting signaled them all that he was home. The group all stood in front of the table as the door knob turned.

"Doof-"

"SURPRISE!" the group shouted joyfully, startling Sam slightly.

He gasped and looked around in shock, eyes wide. "Wha-?"

Aron watched with a hopeful expression as his eyes took in the scene; the 'Happy Birthday' banner hanging up, the big cake on the table along with his presents. His shocked expression turned into a happy grin.

"Happy birthday!" Aron said cheerily, smiling up at him.

The party went near perfectly, the air filled with chatter and laughing as they all celebrated. Aron looked over at Sam at a moment where everyone was caught up in discussion, meeting his purely happy gaze. He leaned over and kissed her head softly. "Thanks," he murmured against her hair.

She felt her cheeks heat up and her heart swell. "Of course."

He rested his head against hers. "I mean it, no one's ever done something like this for me before..."

"Well, you deserve to be celebrated," she said back.

He blushed and opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Matthew. "Break it up, lovebirds! Let's cut the cake!"