Amuto:You, Me and our life

Amus birthday

[~•~Amu's view~•~]

"Amu...wake up..." I heard Ikuto whisper in my ear gentle.

I frowned with my eyes still closed before nuzzling in his soft chest.

Wait a moment...., I thought sweat-dropping, Ikutos chest isn't soft...and his voice came from the other side...

I slowly forced one of my eyes open seeing I was hugging a pillow. Glaring over my shoulder I came face to face with a smiling Ikuto.

"Morning beautiful" he greeted me.

"Shove that morning beautiful up your ass! I told you to stay in the fucking bed and not move while I use you as a pillow!" I growled.

"Oh my...are you just using my body for your own satisfaction" he asked faking a hurt expression.

"Sure, I am using your body in such a horrible way" I responded sarcastically "it's not like I throw you on the bed  destroy your favorite outfit and hair you've been taking hours to fix and than ram a-" Ikuto stopped me from talking by covering my mouth.

I raised my eyebrow.

"I understand...I'll treat your body gentle from now on" he said glaring at me before putting me a tray with breakfast on it on my lap. Pancakes with lots of syrup and strawberries, eggs, Bacon, a fresh fruit salad and a coffee.

"Nice breakfast" I commented.
"Well, birthday breakfast must be nice, no?" He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes.

"But didn't you forgot one thing?" I asked.

"Oh my, how could I have forgotten about that" he responded surprised of himself before pushing my head up.

His lips rested on nine, capturing them in a gentle kiss. His hand gently cupped the side of my cheek. He broke the kiss after a few seconds.

"Nice kiss..." I said "but I actually thought about the whipped cream for the fruits" I explained before taking a bite of the pancakes.

"I get it right away, dear" he responded sweat-dropping before peeking my cheek "and happy birthday" he muttered.

He went downstairs getting me the whipped cream.

Yep, today was my birthday. I'm turning 20 today. Woho?

I never really was a fan since my 'parents' divorced on it. Sure heartbreaking. But I'm not blaming them.

Ikuto always tries his best to cheer me up...so of course he tries the most on my heart. I think it's cute of him.

Yeah I don't like my birthday, but if I'm with him I'll be fine.

Ikuto came back with the ordered whipped cream and handed it to me. I continued my breakfast.

Ikuto tried not to tease me. Even as a little bit of whipped cream stuck on my cheek he didn't make a perverted joke. He simply licked it off.

After breakfast I hopped under the shower. Ikuto went to clean up.

I didn't plan anything so I just put back on my pyjama and a robe above.

I wasn't going anywhere. Ikuto and me would watch a few movies here together and then would go out for dinner tonight.

I looked at the clock on my nightstand. It actually was past lunch time....so Ikuto owes me lunch,too...

I went downstairs seeing Ikuto putting away the dishes. I sneaked up behind him wrapping my arms around his stomach. I couldn't really reach his chest.