Ed Sheeran Imagines ♥

Birthday Boy

Today, 26 years ago a ginger haired angel was born and I was lucky enough to find him and make him my one and only.
He was still fast asleep when I returned to our bedroom. I've woke up  way too early and I've already taken a shower and put on some clothes. I'd decided to let him sleep, since it was his birthday, but a quick glance at the alarm clock on my nightstand told me it was already almost noon. I didn't want to waste another second of his special day, so I sat down beside him on the bed and put one hand on his cheek, caressing it softly.

"Ed, wake up, baby," I whispered. I searched for his hand under the blanket and laced our fingers, squeezing lightly. A few seconds later he squeezed back and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His blue eyes snapped open.
"Come here," he mumbled and pulled me on top of him. He lifted his head a bit to plant a gentle kiss on my lips.

"Happy Birthday, Mr. Sheeran," I smiled afted pulling away. He groaned and started to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

"Oh god, I feel sooo old." I laughed and playfully hit his chest.

"You're 26, Ed. Not 62."

"Still feeling old. But I'm feeling younger, everytime that I'm alone with you." he said, guiding my hand to his lips and softly kissing the back. Chuckling, I shook my head at him. He was such a romantic.

"What do you wanna do today, Teddy?" I asked and started to trace circles on his chest with my finger. He shrugged his shoulders. "Dunno. Do you have any plans?" I shook my head.

"Why don't you get up and take a shower? We can decide what we're gonna do afterward," I suggested and climbed off of him, making my way to the doorway.

"Are you going to join me?" he asked hopefully. I turned around to look at him. "Sorry, Sweetie, I've already had a shower," I said smirking. He crossed his arms and I could see the pout on his pink lips. "But it's my birthday. You're not allowed to say no." I used my finger to point at the closed bathroom door.

"You are going to take a shower, I am going to prepare food." He slumbed his shoulders in disappointment but still climbed out of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
"So mean," I could hear him mumble to himself.

"I love you, too!" I called laughing and rushed downstairs to prepare birthday meal.

He joined me a few minutes later, wrapping his arms around me from behind and pressing his lips to my neck. I turned around in his arms to face him, leaning my forehead against his.

"Hey," he breathed. He smelled like shower gel and a few strands of his still damp hair were tickling my skin.
"I made chocolate cake. I hope that's okay, since I've made one for your last two birthdays." He smiled softly and pecked my lips once. "You know there's nothing in the world I wouldn't do for chocolate cake." 

I took his hand and lead him to the table, making him sit on one of the chairs.
"I have something for you first before we eat. Close your eyes, please. No peeking," I instructed. Smiling, he did what I told him.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a silver charm bracelet, similar to the one he has gotten me for Valentine's Day but with different charms. 
I gently took his hand and carefully wrapped it around his wrist.

"Happy Birthday, Ed." He slowly opened his eyes again and looked down.
"It looks just like the one I've got you for Valentine's Day," he noticed and touched one of the charms, a little paw print, with his finger.

"Yes, but I picked out different charms. I know we already have matching tattoos, but I thought having matching bracelet was a cute idea," I explained, watching him inspect the other charms. "Do you like it?" I asked nervously, knowing it was just a small gift.

He looked up at me. "Sit," he said gently and patted his lap. He wrapped his arms around me once I sat down. "Thank you, Darling. I really love it."
I smiled down at him and put my hands on his shoulders. "You're welcome, Ed."

"Do you mind staying in tonight? I don't feel like partying, I just want to spend the day with my beautiful girlfriend," he said, tapping my nose. Blushing, I giggled and shook my head. "It's your birthday. We're gonna do whatever you want." He grinned and took my face between his hands.

"Good. Then I want you to kiss me."
Smiling, I lowered my head a bit and wrapped my arms around his neck .

"I love how your brain works, birthday boy," I whispered, before capturing his lips in a slow and sweet kiss. 

Happy Birthday to the one and only Edward Christopher Sheeran!
I absolutely LOVE How Would You Feel, it warms my heart. ♥