𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳

Miles|69
"Accidental Recording"

[ Y/n ]
— Smut —

"Happy birthday baby..." I whispered, lightly kissing Mile's lips. He hummed and opened his eyes. "Cuddle me..." he replied in a low whisper.

I smiled and happily laid back down, wrapping my arms around him. "What're we going to do today?" Miles asked, obviously unsure of how to spend his first birthday outside of Bly.

"I have some things planned..." I beamed, reaching up to touch his hair. I liked the way it was messy in the morning, I think it's hot.

Miles sighed and nuzzled his nose into my own hair, kissing my forehead. "You smell good." He murmured groggily. "Thank you."

I felt my eyes getting heavy and tried not to fall back asleep. Cuddling Miles always makes me sleepy.

I hummed and he caressed my back. "Goodnight darling..." he said as I fell asleep.

...

When I woke up again, Miles wasn't in bed. "Fuck." I got up and looked at my clock.

12:39

I heard noises in the kitchen and made my way downstairs. Miles was cooking on his birthday!? He hates cooking! I walked into the kitchen, gaining his attention.

"Hey Princess, how'd you sleep." I walked over and wrapped my arms around his stomach. "Good... Sorry I fell asleep... I was going to cook us breakfast." Miles shook his head and I pulled away.

I propped myself up on the counter next to the stove, looking at what he was making. "It's birthday soup. Ms. Grose makes it for us."

I furrowed my eyebrows and leaned my head against the cabinets. "That's a weird meal to have. What's the story?"

"Well, Flora and I tend to get sick on our birthdays so Ms. Grose would make us soup for lunch so we didn't get sick. It's not that bad."

I nodded and kicked my legs, looking into the pot.

...

After lunch, Miles went to open his presents. We sat in the living room, chatting and laughing. He grabbed his first present and opened it.

"Oh, no fucking way! Nirvana? Thank you! God, it was so disappointing when my last record got lost in the move, I've been meaning to get a new one..."

I smiled and he set the record to the side. He grabbed his next gift and opened it. "Sweaters!" He pulled the two sweaters out, running his fingers over the material.

"God they're soft." I nodded and reached forward to feel them. I can't wait to wear these the morning after...

...

Miles was on his last gift and so far he's really loved everything. He opened the gift and pulled out a vintage-looking camera I'd gotten him. "Oh wow... This is amazing, does it work?"

I nodded and crawled over to him. I placed my hands on his and had him turn the camera over. On the bottom, there was a manufacturing date.