Every year, on your birthday, you preferred to relax or watch the television until you finally fell asleep on the couch; birthdays weren't a big deal to you. You thought this year would be the same, except that you planned to cosy up to Trent.
Opening the door, and discarding your fluffy coat, you entered your house. "Babe!" You shouted, making your way into the dining room. Upon your arrival, your close family and friends bombarded you, and in the corner of your eye, you noticed a smirking Trent.
Closing the door behind your last guests, you leant against the door, letting out an exhausted breath. It had been a wonderful evening but you needed to rest your head. Shaking off your shoes, you wandered up the stairs, making your way to your bedroom. Without hesitation, you climbed on to your bed, immersing yourself in the duvet.
Not long later, Trent joined you, resting his head in the nook of your neck, weaving his arms around your waist. "Happy birthday," he drawled.
"Trent, you didn't have to do all that," You sighed, tracing patterns on his hands. "I would have just as much loved to cuddle with you in front of the tv and put a movie on." you shifted, turning to face him.
"I know." Trent searched your eyes, sweeping a stray strand of hair out of your face. "All I wanted was for you to be happy."
Pecking him on the lips before repositioning your head so it was against his warm chest. "Thank you.
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Fanfictionsome wrestling drabbles/imagines from my tumblr account, seventrent. feel free to request, especially for nxt uk!
