I woke up at 7:30, roughly one hour and a half before Shawn wakes up, to begin decorating the apartment with banners and balloons. I placed Shawn's card and presents in front of the fireplace and stuck spiral streamers along the edges of the fireplace so they hung down above his gifts.
I then manoeuvred my way into the kitchen, turned on the radio and started to bake his birthday breakfast. There was a selection of sweet and savoury goods such as pancakes, bacon, English muffins, eggs and fresh toast, as well as croissants which I had bought from the store. Finally, I fixed up some coffee and let it rest in the coffee machine and ran to get a shower to wash the flour and sweat from my hair.
Around 20 minutes later, my hair was wet and freshly washed and I had me changed into one of Shawn's grey t-shirts white a white pair of cotton booty shirts. I poured a mug of coffee for Shawn when I heard his feet shuffling down the stairs. He stood in the doorway which led to the kitchen and rubbed his eyes with balled fists.
"Good morning, Birthday Boy." I smiled as I placed the cup down and cuddled up to him. His bare chest was pressed against my cheek and his arms wrapped around my shoulders as he pressed a kiss on to my head.
"Good morning, darling" I then leaned up to press against his lips and handing him the coffee. "Thank you." He took a sip and placed it onto the island before sliding into the island and sending me another lazy smile. I chuckled slightly and handed him a plate without any food on. "Is this a hint that I need to go on s diet?"
I shook my head, laughing a little. "Of course not, baby, you're perfect the way you are but we're eating in the lounge"
"Oh, okay." He picked up his plate and coffee and headed into the lounge where the breakfast was set out and the decorations were. I followed behind him and he placed his cup down onto the table.
He admired the decorations, the polaroids and photographs which were attached to the balloons and the food which was set on the table.
"You did this? For me?" He asked as he turned back to me. I smiled a little and nodded. He let out a sigh of content before rushing over to me and pulling me into a large bear hug. "God! You're amazing."
I shook my head. "You deserve it."
We sat on the sofa and started to eat up the breakfast I had made, after Shawn had taken a picture of course. Once we were finished, I lay back with my feet resting on Shawn's lap as Shawn replied to birthday messages from his friends and family.
"You still haven't opened your presents." I stated.
"Oh, I thought you were my present" he winked.
"Ha ha, now open" I instructed giddily.
"Fine" he groaned playfully. He jumped up and pressed a kiss onto my lips before moving over to the presents. He picked up the card.
"No!" I shouted. He looked taken aback by my outburst but placed the card down and rooted through the others.
I watched as he opened a few small presents and a couple of playful presents which were intended as a joke, for example, a guitar pick with my face on and an inflatable ukulele. Once he was finished he picked up the paper and crumpled it into a ball before tossing it in the trash before shouting "Kobe". He then picked up the card and ripped open the envelop as I discreetly recorded him.
The front of the card was customised and included pictures of Shawn and I from different times in our relationship, our best memories, our adventures and the sneaky candids I took of him. He took a minute to admire it and turned to me with a smile.
"Baby, read it out loud." He nodded and opened the card up.
"To Shawn,
My best friend, my boyfriend and my boo. I love you more than words could ever describe. You are the most amazing person I have ever met and I'm glad you are in my life. You are sweet, charming, caring, humble, spontaneous and unbelievably funny to just name a few of the reasons why I love you.
I hope you understand that I would've loved to buy you that new guitar or that new watch but at the moment I can't afford that because you're the famous one, not me, even though you deserve the world and more."
He chuckled but carried on reading.
"And that is why I tried to make today almost as special as you.
The flap below is hiding something very important and possibly life changing, depending on how to take it. But I just want you to know that, I love you. I always will and I will never stop loving you any time soon.
Love you lots like Jelly Tots,
y/n xo"
He looked over at me and reluctantly lifted the flap before staring at it,
"No" he said in disbelief.
"Yeah." I laughed, trying to cover the anxious tone in my voice.
"This is a joke, right?"
"No." I shook my head and propped my phone up before moving to Shawn and kneeling next to him.
"Y-You mean, that's ares?" He says as he turned his head to face me. I hummed. "That's our baby?"
"Yes. Are you happy?"
"What? Oh my goodness, yes!" He laughed. "God yes!" He pulled me into a bear hug and squeezed me, pressing kisses onto my neck. I placed my hands on his shoulders pushing him away, laughing.
His smile reached his eyes, his cheek scar more prominent than ever. His eyes crinkled and were slightly glossy due to a build up of tears.
"I love you." He mumbled and lifted the flap again revealing the baby scan. "Oh, and I love you too" he said poking my stomach and making me giggle.
"Happy Birthday Baby." I beamed and pressed a kiss against his lips.
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