Pretty Little Liars Preferences

#20 What He Does On Your Birthday

Ezra: "Ugh, Ezra," you groan, turning in his arms and placing a hand on his chest after catching sight of the huge present set in the middle of the living room floor, "I told you I didn't want anything big... If that's expensive...". He smiles, leaning down to kiss your forehead before grabbing your hand and guiding you towards the package, "One. You're my girlfriend and I love you very much, so I'll spend as much money on you as I want!" you stick out your tongue in annoyance, "And secondly, just open it,". You sit down on the floor, a small frown on your face as you untie the perfectly tied bow. You open the huge box and it was, empty. You notice a small jewellery box and an envelope sat at the bottom, looking incredibly lonely in the vast empty space. Pulling them out, you open the velvet box - a stunning necklace with an E and (Y/Initial) hanging from it, "It's beautiful Ezra, thank you,". After Ezra helps fasten the silver chain round your neck, you turn your attention to the envelope. Inside was a short letter, and you recognise Ezra's messy writing instantly, 'Happy birthday sweetheart - I think you deserve the world, and I'd give it to you if I could, but I know you don't like a fuss made over you, so I hope that this gift will suffice. I have it all arranged with work, I have the entire weekend off to spend doing exactly what you want, anything at all. I love you xx'. You feel yourself tearing up as you come to the end of the letter - Ezra's work had been hectic recently and you were only really seeing eachother in the evenings. "Is that ok?" Ezra asks worriedly, taking your tears for disappointment, and he wraps his arms around you, "If there's anything else you want I can -". "Ezra," you cut him off, "This is the most perfect present you could have gotten me, ever,".

Caleb:  You roll over in bed, stretching as you open your eyes to peek at the noise coming from the doorway. "Wakey wakey sleeping beauty," Caleb whispers, placing something down on the bed beside you then leaning over to gently kiss your cheek. You can't help but smile as you roll yourself beneath the duvet til you're sat up. Then Caleb reaches over and places a tray with pancakes on and a single rose, "Happy birthday (Y/N),". "Thank you so much," you grin, leaning forward to kiss him quickly, both of you pulling away laughing as your stomach grumbles loudly, "This looks so good,". "And hopefully it'll taste good too," Caleb laughs, sitting up now, "Eat up babe, and then get ready, some people are coming over soon. "Aw," you pout, "But it's my birthday! Surely if I want to stay in bed all day I can?". He laughs again, shaking his head, but you notice a twinkle in his eye, "You know I'd normally agree with you, but this time, no,". "Well who's coming over then?" you ask, cutting the pancake up into edible sizes.He shakes his head, tapping his nose as he walks out of the room, "You'll have to wait and see,". An hour later you are showered and presentable, stomach full, and you walk into the living room, doing a little twirl. "Beautiful as ever," Caleb grins, holding out his hand for you to join him by the window, "Just in time, look who it is,". Your follow his gaze out the window to the taxi a few floors below, and your eyes widen as you turn to look at Caleb. "I knew you'd really been missing them lately, so... I arranged for them to come down here. Is that ok?" he explains, smiling sheepishly, his cheeks reddening. You throw your arms around his neck, kissing him energetically before pulling away, "Do you even realise how perfect you are?". His blush deepens, "You can call this part of your present, but I have something else for you too, I'll give it you later,". There's a knock at the door and you squeeze Caleb's hand, looking at him seriously, "Thank you for this,". He nods, opening the door and you can't help but squeal as you rush forward to be enveloped in hugs, "Mum! Dad!".

Toby: "Fine, here you are," Toby rolls his eyes, reaching behind the settee for a small wrapped package. You clap your hands excitedly as the gift is dropped in your lap, and you open it quickly. "A keyring?" you ask dubiously, before chuckling slightly, and kissing Toby's cheek, "Just what I wanted, how did you know?". Toby shakes his head, taking the gift from your hand, "This isn't just any keyring I'll have you know," he eyes you seriously, "Metal. None of this rubbish plastic tack you see around nowadays. And it has your name on it, right there look, (Y/N). And it's pretty looking, not too unlike yourself,". You laugh as your boyfriend throws you a wink, but stop when he starts wriggling about, reaching beneath him. "And I also think it would be useful for these, wouldn't want this getting lost would we?" he drops a single cut key into your motionless palm. "I, what?" you ask, speechless. "Well, I think you'll find that that key, fits perfectly into that door," he points over your shoulders at the front door of his apartment, "If you want it,". You frown slightly, "But I already have a key to your place? Why would I need another?". "Well this is different," he looks at you seriously, "This is me asking you to move in with me? Only if you want to though,". You nod enthusiastically, throwing your arms around him tightly, at a complete loss for words. "Good, because I don't think i'd have been able to look after her on my own," he laughs, his breather tickling your ear. "Look after who?" you pull away sharpishly, looking at him suspiciously. He jumps up, skipping into the kitchen coming back carrying a little ball of white fluff, "You always said you wanted a cat so... Happy birthday sweetheart,"

Jason: "Happy birthday to you," Jason sings quietly in your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. "Ugh," you groan, "Don't remind me,". Spinning you in his arms, you notice Jason's small frown, "Why aren't you excited?". You roll your eyes, "What's to be excited about getting another year older? I don't care about my birthday anymore - it's just the same as any old day,". He shakes his head roughly, "No no it's not, it's my favourite day,". You laugh, "And why exactly is that?". "Because it's the day you were born," he rolls his eyes as if the answer was obvious, leaning forward to kiss you passionately for a moment, "And if you hadn't been born, well then that would absolutely suck for me,". "Aww, Jason" you coo, reaching uo to hold your hand against his cheek affectionately, "I love you you know?". "Good to know," he chuckles, taking your hand and guiding you out of the house, "Are you ready for me to sweep you off your feet?". You smile warmly over at him, "You do that everyday already,". "I love you," he mumbles, kissing you again before opening the taxi door for you to climb in. Once you arrive at the mystery destination, Jason holds his hands up against your eyes, effectively blindfolding you as he guides you until, "Surprise!". You jump in shock as you look around at all your friends and family applauding at your entrance, shouting their best wishes. You can't help but grin as you make your way around the room, playing the perfect host as you greet and talk to everyone. When you find yourself back in the arms of Jason while the two of you are dancing, you lean up on your tip toes to kiss him gently, "Thank you for this,". "No problem at all,".

Mike: "This has literally been the most perfect birthday Mike, thank you" you squeeze his hand across the table. It really had been. Mike had gotten you the most beautiful charm bracelet, and a bottle of your favourite (expensive!) perfume. Then you'd spent most of the day at your two's favourite theme park with fast track tickets to get you to the front of every queue, and now you were just finishing a candlelight meal prepared entirely by Mike, and it had been delicious. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he smiles somewhat smugly, glad that his planning for once paid off. "Yeah," you tease, "The only thing that would have made it better is if you'd invited the queen - guess you can't have them all,". "Damn," he frowns, "I knew I'd missed something important!". You smile, picking up your cutlery and offering Mike a bite of your chocolate cake which he happily accepts. "I have another gift for you," he smiles, getting up and searching through one of the kitchen drawers. You frown, "Mike I don't want anything else. You've gotten me more than enough, and today has been just perfect, please - I don't need anything more,". "Well I don't care," he grins widely, offering you a envelope which you take against your better judgement, "This ones for both of us anyway,". You raise an eyebrow, curious as you open the envelope and two tickets to Paris fall into your palm, "No way, this is too much,". "No, it's not enough - you make me so happy (Y/N) and this is the least I can do in return," he assures you, opening his arms wide for you as tears form in the corner of your eyes. You get up, moving to sit on his lap, and he rubs your back soothingly as you try to control your happy tears, then whispers, "Happy birthday babe,".