Work Out || Florian Munteanu x OC story

Chapter 7.1: Birthday Boy

A/N: This is a filler and a time jump if you will. In honor of Florian's birthday today. This will also be tied to a Halloween imagine I plan on doing, and idk what his middle name is so I have him one🤣
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FLORIAN MUNTEANU
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Halloween. A grand holiday that lasts for the whole month of October for some people, or just a day to get candy. Yet for my boyfriend's sake it's a combination of his birthday and Halloween, so we decided to celebrate the whole month.

Parties for me is a big deal and all my friends and family know that for a fact. So for the morning of Florian's birthday, I decided to make him breakfast fit for a king. I'm talking the works; French toast, eggs, bacon, fruit, and orange juice. Most guys I've dated haven't gotten this type of treatment, unless you counted Jake with his whack ass. But Florian was different, and a good different at that.

"I smell food, and I hear r&b music." His deep sleepy, baritone voice echoed through the halls of the condo as he journeyed towards the kitchen where I was. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my head, as I flipped the bacon strips in the copper cast iron skillet.

"You were supposed to stay in bed my love." Angling my head to kiss his cheek, I smiled gently and watched him move to lean against the opposite counter.

"You know I can't sleep without you next to me. Besides, I smelled bacon too."

"Listen here Mr. Romania, if you plan on marrying me, this is what you have to look forward to at least once a week."

He chuckled lovingly at me, causing a warm feeling to erupt in me. My love for this man transcending into another realm and I'm thankful for the people who brought us together. Finishing up his birthday breakfast, he dug in like the big bear that he is.

"After you eat, get ready for the day. It's my turn to spoil you."

"Geneva-"

"Florian Cristian Munteanu, don't talk back to me. I'm doing this because I want to and it's your day. Chop, chop." Kissing his cheek before I left to get changed, he smacked my ass one good time.

"Ouch! Florian!"

"Oops?"

"Yeah uh huh. Hurry up so we can go, I got plans for you today."

"Yes ma'am." He smirked back at me.

"Good boy."

-20 min later, in the New York weather-

"Babe slow down already, we'll get there." Trying to calm down the giant 29 year old, as we walked down Times Square was a mess in itself.

"Listen, you said we'd go to Shake Shack and i've never been. Plus it's my cheat day."

"Duh. Who do you think called you trainer to get the ol to do so?"

He looked teary eyed as he hugged me close to his heated body. "You're the best draga."

"Oh I know."

Of course he took a few photos with those who recognized him, I may have done a live video too for his Instagram just to up the ante. Seeing his smiling face was all I wanted and more. Upon our shopping he managed to get several pairs of shoes; a few jackets and jeans, fall like hats and a new chain. But it didn't stop there.

"Gege, let me get you something please? It only seems fair for me to do so."

"Florian, this is your day baby. Not mine, I appreciate the gesture but-"

"Genevieve Leona Shaw, no buts. I want to do this because you've done so much for me and you've been through a lot. So let me do this." The way he looked at me was with pure love and adoration, like a little puppy. How could I not say no to that?

"Ugh fine. What do you wanna get me?"

"3 pairs of shoes that match mine, matching velvet jackets and matching chains." There goes his Cheshire like grin.

"So basically everything we just got you, minus the jeans?"

He decorated my face in little kisses, this caused a few giggles to erupt from my full lips. "Yup. I want the world to know who my baby is."

"The world already knows I'm your girl. But more recognition wouldn't hurt."

"That's my girl."

The shopping and feasting on burgers continued, and his smile grew even more. His happiness meant the world to me and then some, even in tough times. What relationship doesn't have issues? Gotta work out any kind of way, shape or form.

When we got home, I had mentioned that a cake was made for him and frosted by my mother. His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. He loved my mother's cooking and baking, and would always ask where I got it from. Now he knows.

"Thank you for today Gege. I can't thank you enough my love for being the best present I've ever received this year."

"Florian.."

He kissed me gently, holding me like I was a fragile piece of art. He just knew how to handle me mind body and soul. The kiss deepened slightly, causing me head to spin a little.

"Ok ok, slow down there big boy. Let's go eat your cake, not me."

"Aw man." He smirked and sent me a wink.

"Nasty ass."

Singing happy birthday to my man the best way I knew how, in a room of just us two, made it more special.

"Make a wish."

He closed his eyes and thought of the best wish he could think of, then blew out his candles once he figured out his birthday wish.

"What you wish for?"

"If I tell you, I won't come true."

"Touché. Hammock and cake time?"

"Hammock and cake time."

I'm surprised he can even fit in the hammock without breaking it. I must've gotten the good kind of stakes for it. Resting against his chest as I fed him a few bites of the marble cake, he just stared up at the stars.

"Thank you Gege, for everything. It's been a great day."

"Oh baby, I'm just getting started. I'm planning a big Halloween bash for ya too. I do parties big so get used to it." Looking up at him sweetly, he chucked.

"Alright, matching costumes then?"

With an arched brow I nodded cutely. "Hell yeah. The Hades to my Persephone."

"I can dig it. Again thank you for today my lady, I love you." Nuzzling his nose against mine, I smiled once more.

"I love you too bear. Happy birthday Florian."