Iridescent

This melody will bring you right back home

"You know we never got to celebrate your birthday before you left," Mila mentioned as she walked beside him making their way into the building where the second to last show was being held. Everything was already in full effect with the crew getting everything set up for the bands and show making the atmosphere busy and loud. Mike shook his head dismissively. "We have to celebrate it. It's your birthday!"

"I believe the statute of limitations has passed for celebrating this birthday," He chuckled wrapping his arm around her shoulders as they walked down one of the hallways. Mila watched as he greeted multiple people passing by him with fist bumps and 'what's up?'.

"It has not," She disagreed shaking her head walking into their dressing room with him as he set his backpack down on the table in the room. Tonight they were told they weren't staying in a hotel room so he packed items for showering after the show. "And by your reasoning if you're ever not around for my birthday then we don't celebrate it when you come back."

Mike shook his head smiling. "Oh no, we definitely celebrate that."

"Michael," Mila sighed shaking her head. "You can't double standard shit."

"I'm not. The day you were born definitely deserves a celebration."

"And why is that?" She asked raising a brow at him watching a goofy smile spread across his face.

"Because it's the day my future wife was born. The day that the world gained an amazing woman who just so happens to be mine," Mike replied watching his girlfriend roll her eyes.

"I can use the same excuse for wanting to celebrate yours," Mila stated shaking her head as a smirk took over her lips. "February 11th is the day my future husband was born and he's amazing, talented, caring, creative, funny and all mine. Not to mention, my dear Michael, it's the first birthday since we got together again so it's even more special."

"You don't play fair," Mike told her softly walking to where she stood wrapping his arms around her. Mila knew she hit points that would easily make him give in, she didn't like using them but she knew he wouldn't say 'yes' otherwise. As much as he is laid back, he's also pretty stubborn when he wanted to be. "Fine. We will celebrate it when we go home. On one condition."

"Which is?" Mila asked wrapping her arms around him gazing up at him.

"No party and no gifts. Just dinner by ourselves," He said giving her a look that told her he was serious.

"Deal," She nodded smiling. "Can I make you a cake though?"

Mike smiled leaning in pressing his lips to hers. "Only if you make my favorite."

Mila laughed nodding. "As if I would dare to make anything but your favorite."

A knock on the door was heard causing them to break out of their little world they always seemed to get swept up into. Ryan smiled apologetically at the couple. "Sorry guys. Mike, you, Joe and Chester have an interview in five minutes so we need to get going. It shouldn't take more than an hour."

"Alright," Mike nodded looking back at Mila. "You going to be okay while I'm gone?"

"Yeah, I'm sure the girls are around somewhere."

"They went out to explore the city with Dave and Brad. Rob is around in the catering room though," Ryan mentioned pointing down the hallway. "We can walk you over there on the way to the interview."

"Sounds good," Mila smiled following the man out of the room with Mike beside her. They passed Jim in the hallway who smiled at them and greeted Mila with 'nice to see you'. "Have fun at your interview."