Best Birthday Girls

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@hamfam2 requested more marliza, so here yall go! It's legit my fav ship so I'm glad you guys like it! This is also in celebration of hitting 50 followers on tumblr, so thanks!

Maria didn't want a big birthday, honestly. Everyone else she had said that to was convinced she was lying, and always managed to go over the top, but she hated it. Didn't enjoy the balloons and crowds and cheap cocktails, they reminded her of birthdays when she was with James, which had never been pleasant.

Every other lover seemed so intent on giving her the perfect birthday that none got it right. Except Eliza.

Maria woke to the smell of breakfast and Eliza’s lavender perfume. She sat up and yawned without opening her eyes, enjoying the moment in warmth and comfort. “Good morning love.”

She pried her eyes open to find Eliza sitting on the bed in front of her, cup of tea and plate of waffles in hand. “Happy birthday, darling. They're homemade waffles, and the tea is your favorite herbal mix, a special breakfast for my special sweetheart.”

Maria stared dazedly for a moment, not fully awake, before accepting the cup and taking a sip of tea. She leaned in to peck Eliza on the lips before realization hit her. “Wait, don't you have work today?”

“Don't worry, sweetheart.” Eliza’s voice was soft, slightly raspy from her early morning drowsiness. “today's your day, so I cleared my schedule. You said you didn't want anything big, so I figured we could hang out here all day before going to that place you like in little Italy. Then we can come back here and watch a few movies, spend some time together. I hope that's alright with you.”

Maria took another sip of the tea before answering. “Perfect.”

The day was spent on the couch watching Disney movies and exchanging kisses, with a brief intermission for Eliza to make lunch and sing happy birthday with that beautiful voice of hers. After that, they curled up on the couch, Eliza’s slender form wrapped around Maria in a permanent bear hug, and just talked, enjoyed each other's company.

Somewhere in the middle of Tangled, Eliza took Maria's hand and kissed each of her knuckles.

“What was that for, love?”

“One, because I love you, and two, it may be your birthday, but I'm enjoying this too. I love spending time together, just the two of us.”

“Oh, you're too sappy, shut up and kiss me.”

Reluctantly, around 5, they both untangled themselves and began to get ready for dinner, Eliza presenting a beautiful red dress as a birthday gift, which Maria put on to go out. They walked arm-in-arm down the street, enjoying the city noise. “You know,” Maria said, picking her head up off Eliza’s shoulder to look at her, “this may be the best birthday I've ever had, love.”

“Really?” Eliza laughed, “But this was so small! Haven't you had any big birthdays? Any surprise parties?”

“Big birthdays have never been my thing, and I don't care too much for surprises,” Maria shrugged simply, reaching the restaurant and unlinking their arms to hold the door for her beautiful girlfriend.

Dinner was wonderful, as expected, and left the both of them giggling and content in the small restaurant. When dessert was brought out, Maria couldn't help leaning over the table to give Maria a soft kiss. Eliza giggled before grabbing her hands.

“You know, I know you don't like surprises,” Eliza said quietly, leaning in, “but I have one more gift for you.”

“And what would that be?” Maria asked, confused but smiling.

Eliza, without another word, stood and kneeled in front of Maria, pulling a small black box from her pocket. Maria's breathed hitched, realization hitting her like a ton of bricks.

“Mar, sweetheart, I know it's your birthday, but would you give me the best gift on earth and be my wife?” Eliza was now breathing heavily, the anticipation killing her.

“Eliza, yes, love, oh God yes!” Maria got up from her chair, pulling Eliza up from the floor and into a kiss in one swift motion. She could vaguely hear the cheers of other diners around them, but she was more concerned with Eliza’s soft lips on hers, and the small black box being pressed into her hand. This was, by far, the best birthday she'd ever had.

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