Ta Fête (Stromae Fanfiction)

10: Bâtard

Paul's P.O.V.
One year. That's how long it's been since Andrea and I met. One year.
Tonight there was a big party at work over the release of Capsule 3 of Mosaert, which was a good way to spend our anniversary.
We had celebrated both of our birthdays and our anniversary the day of my birthday which we did by staying home all day in bed. It was an amazing day, truly the best birthday I've ever had... Then at night we ate dinner at a nice restaurant where they sang me happy birthday as a surprise, but little did Andrea know I told them it was her birthday as well so we each got a complimentary slice of cake and a song sang to us.

Even though we had celebrated our birthdays on my birthday, I had to give Andrea a happy birthday present of my own on her actual birthday. After all, she did stuff to me in bed on my birthday that I had only dreamed about up until now.

I gave her a candle lit, nice oily massage in bed that in the end resulted in us having sex, but that was to be expected since neither of us has clothes on. It was an amazing romantic evening, but all about her since on my birthday in bed it was all about me.
She had given me a small vintage piano as a gift on my birthday which now I consider my most prized possession after her of course and on her birthday I gave her a locket with one of the pictures of us she had taken at the beach.
She cried when I gave it to her, which even made me emotional because it was just a very loving moment that just showed one another how much we loved each other.
She told me she would wear the locket on special occasions, which was perfectly fine with me. One thing she wore every day was the ring I had given her on the beach. Not a day goes by that she doesn't wear it.

I was currently laying in bed next to her, waiting for her alarm clock to wake her up so we could go to work.
I had woken up a bit early for some unknown reason, but I just took the time to just lay beside Andrea and just take in her presence.

The alarm clock went up and then she turned it off, turning to face me.

"Good morning." I said to her and then she smiled a bit, still with her eyes closed

"Happy one year, baby girl." I said and then she smiled even bigger as I kissed her forehead, pulling her into me

"Happy one year." She said and then I gently pecked her on the lips before she got up to start getting ready

She got dressed for work, wearing a black pencil skirt and a red blouse with a long black necklace and the locket I had given her. She wore some red heels that I thought looked amazing on her and she curled her hair before doing her makeup.

Dimi was in the guest bedroom downstairs getting ready while we were and he was wearing a white button up with some black pants and some white shoes.

I wore some khakis with a black and white checkered button-up shirt and a black jacket over it. I topped everything off with some black shoes and then we left.

We went to work and worked normally for the day, getting a few congratulations here and there.

The day went by pretty fast so soon enough it was time to get ready to go to the party.

Andrea and I went back to her place where we have been living together and got ready for the party.

I wore a light orange button up shirt with some black pants and a black bow tie. I had patterned orange socks and some black shoes that complimented my shirt and pants.

Andrea was also wearing orange. She was wearing an orange dress that reached just above her knees. It was a petty tight dress, but then at the hips it became kind of flowy like most dresses. It was formal, yet kind of a party dress so it was perfect for the occasion. She complimented the dress with black heels and black jewelry, keeping on the locket I had given her and the ring on her left ring finger. She grabbed her purse and then we left with Dimi who was dressed in all black.