The backstories

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Myles' POV
It's Briar's birthday but she's still asleep because she flew over here yesterday and is pretty jet lagged, which I guess is perfect, I slip out of her arms and get out of bed before walking downstairs into the kitchen. My Mom and Kingsley are already downstairs, I walk over to Kingsley and ruffle his hair, making my Mum smile
"See, you two do actually get on." Clearly referring to the small argument we had yesterday
"Oh yeah, sorry about last night bud, but you were being too loud." I say making him roll his eyes
"It's not my fault your sleeping beauty arrived last night and the house had to be silent all evening." he says, I sigh
"Let's drop it." I say before walking over to the cupboard and pull out a bowl
"How's the birthday girl?" My Mum asks me, making me smile
"Sleeping like an angel." I say, just thinking about her lay up there sleeping makes me grin like an idiot
"Well, you should probably do something to make today special." she says
"Well, I had one thing planned that I wasn't going to talk to you about but if you really want to know...." I begin, my Mum throws her hand over my mouth and is going a bright shade of red
"I don't need to know. I meant something different to normal." she says, its my time to go red
"Ermmm... how do you know?" I as her quietly
"You could have tried doing it slightly quieter last night, no wonder she's tired." Okay, maybe she isn't just jet lagged. I may have 'over worked' her last night but it was worth it
"Okay, ermmm. Well hmm this is awkaward." I say trying not to run away
"Anyway, you could make a cake or something for her." she suggests, that's actually a pretty good idea. Let's just hope she stays asleep for a while because this is going to take a while... but first, I need to eat. I poor myself a bowl of cereal and quickly eat it before pulling my phone out of my pocket and googling cakes.
After about ten minutes I find the perfect recipe, a simple chocolate cake with icing. How hard can this be?

Pretty hard. I swear this said a simple recipe on the website. I look at the broken mess of dry crumbs I've got after an hour and a half and work and sigh, I need a plan B. Maybe if I make the icing and cover the cake in that then she'll never know....
That worked.... Or not. This cake is just getting worse and worse, I guess baking isn't my thing. I decide to go down to the shop and buy a simple cake that I can ice her name onto and claim it as my own work. I quickly walk back upstairs and get changed into something I can leave the house in, being very careful not to wake Briar.

Once I get back from the shop its 10:30 and I know Briar never wakes up past 11:00 so the clock is really ticking. I make some more icing and quickly pipe on an 18 and the word Briar into the middle of the cake. Once I'm happy enough with the cake I pick up my failed attempt and place it in the bin, hopefully she'll never know how much effort this has taken.
I walk back into our room, knowing that Briar's probably awake. I guessed right, she's sat up rubbing her eyes looking very cute. I smile at her before walking over to her and giving her a quick kiss on the head
"Morning birthday girl." I say against her head
"Morning Mylo." she says before pulling away from me "Where've you been?" she asks, clearly referring to the clothes. She can't know about the whole cake mess
"My Mum made me take Kingsley to the park for a bit." I lie, note to self, tell Kingsley that according to Briar we went to the park. I grab Briar's hand and walk her downstairs, leading her to the cake. I put my hands around her eyes and once we're in front of it I move my eyes, allowing her to see 'my' masterpiece
"AWWW, thank you Mylesssss." she says before turning around to hug me "Did you make this by yourself?" she asks, I nod before replying
"Of course." I lie, lets just hope she'll never find out.

We've eaten our way through half the cake and Briar stands up and walks over to the bin with a her paper plate that she'd ate her cake off
"Ermm, Myles. What's this?" she asks lifting up the tray of failure
"A small cake fail." I say quietly
"And what's this?" She asks, lifting up the cake wrapper
"Maybe I'm not a very good baker." I say innocently making her giggle. Then she puts her hand into the fail cake and flicks some into my face
"Game on." I say and walk over to get some of the sticky mess and flick it at her.
This went on for about ten minutes before I pulled my phone out and get a load of cute photos of us with cake all over our face
"That's going on Instagram as your birthday post." I say making her groan
"Nooooo, I look horrific. let me get ready and clean up before we take an actual photo." she says
"Fine, but just remember you always look beautiful." I say, earning myself a kiss

Once we're both cleaned up and actually ready for the day we finally get a photo that Briar's happy to go on Instagram, I caption it:
18!! 🎊🎊🙌🏻HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the most amazing and sweetest lil b around❤️ you make me smile every single day and I'm beyond grateful for you! You are so inspiring B, so keep kicking ass for me eh😏..You deserve nothing less but to party up bb 🤘🏻😏😜aha also even though we cam never agree on the photo to post lol it's all good I'm glad this one works haha 😜😎😘😚
Happy birthday bum bum..! Love you Mylo xo

"I wasn't that picky about the photo." Briar says as soon as she sees the post making me laugh
"But one of the cake photos would have been better, trust me." I say

I'm sorry about no update last night, I blame team-bryles 😏😏💜