Baby

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Seira pov
His naughty hand was putting as much effforts that it could to do what it wanted to do.
"Damon?" I sang leaning in.
"Hmm?" He continued to drink.
"Please stop."
"Stop what?" He was teasing and when he looked at me, his eyes crinkled playfully.

"Thisss..." i was dragging the S because when i looked down, the naughty hand disappeared. I started blushing. Oh my God.
"Tell me Seira, what?" His voice was near me than anything, when i looked up, he was really close.
I just couldnt say a word.

Damon pov
She was looking absolutely beautiful with the red looking fabulous.
But the happiness didnt last so long...

"Michael!" Dad stood up with his glass all so excited. I paused and saw Seira going stiff and quickly stood up. "Excuse me. I have to prepare something."
"Se-"
Before i could say anything she took Dayana and went towards the lodge.

Huffing i looked at their side to see that Mike was on crutches, had a black eye that was fading and stitches running over his eyebrow. While being angry, i started smirking.
"Oh Michael! What happened to you?!" Mom worriedly went by the couple's side. "Uhh...i met with an accident."
"Oh my. Why didnt you tell us?"
"It was...sudden but wasnt that serious."
"Oh."
Behind him i saw Bernerd giving a sad-sorry expression. I nodded to him.

"Anyways, you're here on the right time, we're about to cut the cake." Mom said.
Cake? Im not a baby. God.
"Damon?" Mom called.
"Yeah?"
"Give Michael a hug, see he has come a long way just for your birthday."
I stood in stolidity and just put my arms around his wife.
"You'll pay for this Damon." She whispered in my ear.
"Funny." I murmured making her frown.
"Whats wrong? You seem sad mom asked her.
"She is just hungry." I winked at her and walked into the lodge.

In the lodge i found Seira just gazing out the glass doors. I crept up from behind her, snaking my arms pecking on her cheeks.
"Hey." I whispered.
"Hi."
"You okay?"
"Yes."
"Im sorry but if i knew about them coming then..."
She turned around and put her arms round my neck. "It's not your fault. You didnt know anything. Dayana told me she invited them."
"Dayana."
"Yes. Dayana."
I rolled my eyes.
"Damon! Its time to cut the cake!" Mom's voice came from outside.
"Really, a cake? Its for babies."
"But i made it." Seira said smiling. I pulled her close.
"What kind?" I asked grinning. No one ever baked a cake for me...ever.
"Chocolate."
"Chocolate!" I whisper yelled.
"But cake? I have never celebrated it except when i was a baby."
"Arent you still a baby?"
She smiled.
"Funny."

After many arguements about cakes, she dragged me to a big gazebo with fairy lights, and in the middle of everyone, was a table that had a two tier cake, saucy dark chocolate dripped with a beautiful white chocolate curls garnish.
On top it said,
Happy Birthday Damon.

I grinned. Genuinely this was the best birthday cake. That too baked by my wife!
"Happy Birthday Damon!" They all shouted together and dad opened another champagne spraying its fizz. "Lets cut the cake!" While some sang, to Seira's surprise, i took her hand and cut the cake. She took a little piece and fed me. "Happy birthday...baby." i grinned and she kissed my cheek.

After everyone wished and gave their gifts i wanted to know what Seira had in store. "Excuse me please." I strolled back into the lodge to find Dayana take out a tray cake- full of plates for others. "She's in the room."
I turned into the corridor and went into the room to see her changed into a very cute        'mrs    always
                ^       right.' Pyjamas.
Smiling, i grabbed her hand and pulled her into the corner. "You scared me!"
"Sorry."
"How was the cake?" She asked.
"Bittersweet. And yummy."
"Yummy?"
"Hmm. Thank you."
"Shh...there is more." She whispered.
I was taken aback. "More?"
"Ahuh. But...you have to wear your sleep-wear."
"Oo...kay."
"Now...can i go?"
I squeezed her in a hug. "No."
"Thank you...Seira."
"You are welcome."

She left leaving me to change. I changed into black sweatpants and a grey tshirt.
Once i stepped out, i found her waiting holding two lanterns.
"Hey. Where are you going?" I asked.
"Surprise."
She handed me the lanterns and picked up a tray with a cloth over it.
"Whats that?"
"Surprise." Little irritated, we walked into another path that had a dark woody forests, further away, i saw a little glowing thing in the middle of a meadow.
Once we reached, i was in shock.

Many tents were put up, and a bonfire was on full flames and sleeping bags were put against the logs. Everyone sat in their sleep-wear warming up.
"Surprise." Seira whispered before walking to them. I followed her and settled on a thick, large sleeping bag that had soft thick blankets. "Hello everyone."
"Hey!" They all relaxed while i was slowly settling with the shock.
Seira put down the tray and pulled of the cloth and revealed three big bowls. The first one was filled with large Graham crackers, the second one was filled with marshmellows and the last one had blocks of chocolates.

"S'mores!" Dayana clappped her hands.
Seira climbed into the blanket next to me while others made themselves smores.
"Should i make you?" She asked.
"Nah, im good. You...just stay here."

Seira Pov
He pulled me real close and while i leaned against the pillows that were struck up to the logs, he put his arm around my waist and rest his head on my chest. Like a small child.
I knew everyone saw him do this. It was a surprise for me too.
I put my fingers in his hair and stroked it. He drew circles with his thumb on my waist.

"Then we had to leave them with Mike..." Paula(Damon's mom) was telling us Damon's childhood stories. Damon was still in the same position on my chest.

"Aww...mom look at Damon."
Everyone looked at us and i wondered what.
"He has fallen asleep." My heart skipped a beat.
My eyes were getting watery and smile pulled at my lips.
"He looks so cute. Like a baby."

We continued to talk while i was just lost in Damon's childhood stories. The ones that no one knew except for him. Paula said he loved eating apple pies, chocolate brownies and loved drinking hot chocolate with small marshmellows.

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