It's the 21st of April today, which means it's James's birthday, so I decided to do something special. He does something special for me every year on my birthday, so I wanted to make him special too. I'm not doing anything too big, we're just having a lazy day in the house… but, it's not any normal lazy day, it's taking a lazy day to a whole new level. I'm going to make a pillow fort in the living room, and we are going to watch movies all day. There's only one problem though, it's impossible to surprise him. He always ends up finding out what I'm going to surprise him with, but not this time. This time I am taking extreme precautions. I got up at 5 am, that's how determined I am. Now, I have all the furniture moved so the fort will be stable, all I need to do is go around the house to search for all the pillows and sheets we have.
I go up the stairs and into the guest bedroom. I take the duvet off the bed and take all the pillows and the sheet. I make a pile on the floor in the hall. Next is the linen cupboard. I quietly open the squeaky door. When it squeaks, I glare at it. "Shh, stupid door" I mumble as I reach for the sheets and the spare pillows. I quickly realise I need more pillows. The only place left is our bedroom, so I sneak in… well, not really, I opened the door and tripped over the carpet. I sigh, regaining my dignity before going over to my side of the bed. I get my two pillows and throw them on the floor for now. I purse my lips at my sleeping boyfriend. Sorry, James, I need your pillow. I quietly make my way over to his side, and I thought it was going well until I fell over the carpet, again and landed on my knees beside him. Yeah, I'm not the stealthiest person in the world, if you couldn't tell already. "Y/n, what are you doing?" He mumbles, with his eyes still closed. "Nothing, go back to sleep" I reply. He chuckles, lifting his head to meet my gaze tiredly "Too late, I'm up now. What were you doing anyway?". I shrug "Nothing in particular, why?". He smiles, shaking his head "You have a feather in your hair, love". He reaches over, taking it out, and sure enough… there's a white pillow feather in my hair. He chucks it on the floor before looking at me again "What time is it?". "It's… nine" I hesitate. He looks at the clock, furrowing his eyebrows "You sure about that? Y/n, what are you up at half seven for?". I smile "Did you forget what day it is?". The ghost of a smirk appears on his lips "Hmm… it's Saturday". I pout "Yes, but it's also …". He chuckles "Y/n, is that why you're up so early?". I nod in response. He sighs "You didn't need to do that, love. I told you to forget about my birthday". I frown "Well, it's not something I can easily forget about". I rest my arms on the bed, my chin resting on them as I look at him. He smiles slightly "I know, thank you, love. Now, are you here to get me up? Or did you just remember at the last second?". He starts to sit up but I don't let him as I tackle him to the bed again "No! Don't get up, please? You can't go downstairs yet". He chuckles "What?". I sit up so I'm straddling his waist, so I can keep him from getting up. "Stay here, do not move until I tell you to" I pout. "Why?" He questions. I sigh "Because I'm... hosting a funeral". He raises his eyebrows "On my birthday? For who?". I purse my lips "My sister's... cousin's, uncle's, mother's... aunt's, dog's... fish died, and yes… it was very tragic". He chuckles "Y/n, you don't have a sister". I huff "I did not think this through". He smiles "No. No, you did not, but if it makes you happy, I'll stay here until told otherwise". I pout "Promise?". He laughs softly, sitting up with me now sitting on his lap "I promise". I hold my pinky finger out and we shake on it. He sighs, leaning back on his elbows "Can I at least get a kiss before you leave me?". I lean down to kiss his cheek "There, happy?". He chuckles "No, I'm not happy. Get back here".
He pulls me back towards him before pressing his lips against mine, which quickly turns into a make-out session. His dominant instincts start to kick in as his muscles tense up. Then I pull away. "Aww" He pouts. I smile "Your pout doesn't work on me". He sighs "Yeah, but it's worth a try". I shrug as I get off of him "You just haven't figured out what would work yet". He narrows his eyes at me "I'll figure it out". I go to walk out but then I remember what I went in for in the first place. "Jamie..." I turn around and he looks at me "Yeah?". "I need your pillow" I reply. He raises an eyebrow "For what?". I sigh "I can't tell you that". He smiles "Fine". He throws his pillow at me, and I surprise myself by catching it. Then I get my pillows from the floor before leaving. I collect everything from the hall and head downstairs.
Later
After a few hours, I finally finish the fort. I put up fairy lights to lighten it up and all the pillows are on the floor. I got blankets as well, it's quite comfortable. That's why I could barely keep my eyes open, also because I got up at an ungodly hour, so I fell asleep completely forgetting why I set it up in the first place. I wake up to someone shaking me gently. "Y/n," He says. I sit up tiredly "James? Wait… no!". I quickly cover his eyes so he can't see. He chuckles "Y/n, I've already seen it". "No, you haven't" I whisper. He moves my hand away from his face "What is all this?". I shrug "A fort". He nods "Yes, I figured that out". I sigh "Well, it was meant to be a surprise for you, but that didn't quite work out. Do you like it?". He smiles "I love it. You have no idea how cute you are". He lightly kisses my lips as I blush. I chuckle "I think I should just leave the surprises to you". He laughs "No, it doesn't matter. As long as I'm with you, I'll like it". I cross my arms "Oh my god, I thought this would be the one day where you wouldn't flirt with me". He shakes his head, smiling "Well, you thought wrong".
"So, what are we in here for?" He asks. I shrug "Well… whatever you want". He smirks, leaning closer to me "I think we both know how that's going to go, but I'm 99.9% sure that isn't what this is for". I blush, shrugging "It's your fort". He shakes his head "I'm joking, so what do you want to do? Because I'll do whatever you planned". I sigh "I am tired, but we can watch a movie". He nods "Okay, let's do that then". I smile "You can pick the film. I've picked out the ones that I thought you'd like". From the bag behind me, I take out the four DVD cases. The Goonies, Back to The Future, My Name is Joe and Ghostbusters. He chuckles "I love you so much". I shrug "I managed to surprise myself by remembering what your favourite movies are". He smiles "Y/n, you are amazing but you seem to forget that I know The Goonies and Ghostbusters both scare you. You think My Name is Joe is good but upsetting and Back to The Future bores you". I bite the inside of my lip "Yeah, but you like them. So pick one". He sighs "Okay, none of them. Just lie with me". I smile slightly "Okay then". He lies on his back against a pillow, holding his arms out for me. I crawl over to him, then lie down, resting my head on his chest. "What time did you get up this morning?" He asks. I shrug "I got up at five". He chuckles "Well, no wonder you're so tired. Why'd you get up at five?". "I didn't want you to find out what I was doing" I reply. He smiles "You are amazing". "Thanks, I guess" I look away to hide my blush. "No. I mean, you'd do all this for me? It's cute, and I love you for it" He tells me, making me look at him again. "James, stop it. It's your birthday, stop trying to turn it around on me" I frown. He chuckles "Alright, fine… I meant what I said though". I nod "I know". I cuddle up to him again, closing my eyes. "Y/n, are you going to sleep?" He asks. I shake my head tiredly "No". He sighs "Y/n, it's fine. If you're tired, go to sleep. We can do something later". "Okay," I mumble. I feel him kiss my head softly, then before going to sleep, I feel him lift my hand to his lips.
James's POV
I softly kiss her hand, watching her fall asleep. I love her so much, I don't know what I'd do without her.
___________Hey guys, sorry I haven't been updating. I've just been busy writing this, but I hope you like it.
Oh, and Happy Birthday to James McAvoy, you beautiful human being ❤❤
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