It was your birthday; you hadn’t planned to do much of anything, except hangout with Roc.
It was early morning; you reached over to where Roc had been sleeping. You didn’t feel him, but his side of the bed was still warm. You sat up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes, the sun glared radiantly through the window. You hope down off the King sized bed, and made your way to the bathroom. You went over to the counter to begin washing your face and brushing your teeth, when you seen a white piece of paper folded in half. “T” it had written on the front which was the nickname Roc gave you. You peeled open the letter to see Roc’s jagged handwriting
“T –
Come downstairs; ill have something special waiting for you :) “
You washed your face, brushed your teeth and showered. You went downstairs and walked into the kitchen and seen food. Lot’s of it. All of which your favorites. You went for the freshly brewed coffee first; you poured you some in a coffee mug Roc had gotten custom made for your birthday last year. It said “Roc and T forever” in giant black letters. You went in the fridge and grabbed a can of whip cream squirting a nice amount on your coffee. You opened the fridge door to put I back, when you closed it. Roc was standing right there.
“Happy birthday gorgeous” Roc said standing there bare-chested with gray Hanes sweatpants. He leaned in and kissed you softly, allowing it to linger a little. He pulled away slowly, and smiled widely at you. You blushed, and could feel your cheeks warming. Roc reached up and ran his fingertips on your cheek.
“Good morning to you too “You grinned.
“Have you eaten anything yet?” He asked nodding towards the counter full of food.
“Nope” you said popping the “p”. “Just made a cup of coffee”
“Are you hungry ?” He asked picking you up.
“Yeah,” You replied as he sat you on the counter.
“Well what would you like?” He asked using his hands to display the food, standing in-between your legs
“I dunno, it all looks so good” You wrinkled your nose.
“Lets start with fruit first.” He smiled reaching over you to grab a bowl of grapes. He feed you one by one. “Sweet?” He questioned smiling, placing the bowl of grapes back on the counter.
“Mhhmm” you hummed licking grapes juice from your lips.
“What else would you like?” He asked looking you in the face, then at the counter .
“Eggs” You replied.
He grabbed a paper plate, went over to the skillet and scooped some eggs onto it. He grabbed a fork from the silverware drawer and came over to you .
