Ryan Higa Imagines

Polaroid

**Y/N: Your name
**Y/T/N: Your Twitter name

It's your birthday today, and you are just lazily lounging on your bed not wanting to do anything for the whole day. I mean it's you birthday so why not?
You pat around the bed in search for your phone, and you unlock the screen, only to be flooded with notifications from Instagram and Twitter.

Ryan Higa
@TheRealRyanHiga

It's a special day today! Everybody go flood @Y/T/N with
birthday wishes! I less than three you, have a great day
Y/N! <3

A tiny smile creeps up your face, and you feel your cheeks getting warm. You try your best to reply to everyone's birthday wishes, and finally think of a reply for Ryan.

Y/N
@Y/T/N

@TheRealRyanHiga bring some cake pls. k?

You giggle at your reply, and jump out of bed. You stretch your arms and legs, and stroll into the kitchen to make yourself some pancakes. But to your surprise, Ryan is already sitting on your kitchen counter, with his legs crossed. He wore a formal suit and a bowtie, and the kitchen was decorated with pastel coloured balloons.

"What the heck." You smile in disbelief, amazed at the effort he was making for you. You think he looks ridiculous in a suit, since it was boiling today, but you liked it. "Get off my counter Ryan, you're getting it dirty with your stinky feet!" You joke. He chuckles, and obeys your order.

"Happy Birthday, princess!" Ryan places a silver plastic, toy crown on your head and takes you hand to slow dance with you.

"What is this?" You giggle uncontrollably, as you place a hand on his shoulder. Ryan grabs you by the waist and spins you around, ending it with a kiss on your forehead. When you thought it was the end of the dance, you pull away from him, but he unexpectedly pulls you back in for a kiss on the lips. You can't help but smile while you were kissing him, and you could feel his smile too.

"I have a present for you!" Ryan excitedly skipped towards the dining table, where a small, brown paper bag sat. When he finally gave it to you, he eagerly looks at you, waiting for you to open his present. You bite your lip to stop yourself from squealing at how cute he looked at that moment.

You open the paper bag and nesting inside was a light blue polaroid camera, that you've always wanted since Christmas. A gasp escapes your lips, and you hug Ryan tightly, grateful for the present he gave and grateful to have such a wonderful boyfriend. "Thank you so much Ryan! I love it!"

"Glad you like it." He give you a toothy grin. "Now why don't we test it out?" Ryan cheekily takes the polaroid camera from your hands, and holds it up to his eye. A look of confusion washes over you before you realise what he meant.

"Argh! Ryan don't!  i look ugly right now, and I'm still in my pyjamas!" You whine, covering your face and turning around so Ryan couldn't snap a photo.

Ryan scoffs and hugs you from behind. "I think you look beautiful right now." He whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He holds the camera to face the both of you, and before he snaps the picture, he kisses you cheek.

As the two of you wait for the film to develop, you pout at Ryan, who pretends to not see what you were doing. He calmly blows on the film, not breaking a smile, not even a smirk. When the film finished developing his face lights up. "Look how cute we are!" He cooed.

You uncross your arms and break your pout to walk over to where he was to see how the  photo turned out, and surprisingly  you liked it. Even though you wore no make up, and you hair was a mess, you and Ryan looked so happy in the polaroid photo. He was kissing your cheek, and you had your eyes arched to show how happy you were in that moment.

"Fine, I actually like it." You roll your eyes. Taking his hand, and dragging him o your bedroom, so you could both cuddle, you trip over something soft. Ryan lets go of your hand and snaps a quick photo. A film instantly came out, and Ryan shook with laughter as Teddy yelped and ran away from you, scared. "You bought Teddy with you?!" You wanted to apologise to Teddy for scaring and tripping on him, but he was nowhere to be found.

Ryan continues to laugh at you, not helping you up. "Happy Birthday." He chuckles.

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n/ this was so crap omg im sorry :(