You had known Flynn Rider since you were kids.
You knew him back when he used his real name, Eugene.
You had been by his side forever.
And you had been totally and completely in love with him.
But then Flynn met Rapunzel and it all changed.
You had admitted your love to him, but he just turned his back on your and ran off with her.
You realized you meant nothing to him.
That broke your heart.
Today was your birthday and you were spending it alone in your new cabin.
You had built it all on your own many years ago; It was your escape from the world.
No one knew about your cabin, only you.
You sighed, sitting alone.
You didn’t want to spend your birthday alone.
So you went to the town.
You bought groceries and danced a little, trying to make the best of the day.
Little girls had put flowers in your hair and an elderly woman had given you a cloak.
You went home with a smile on your face.
You laughed to yourself as you entered your cabin, setting the groceries on the table and hanging up your cloak.
“Today was a good birthday,” you said aloud to yourself, “I wasn’t alone today.”
“Does that mean you’re always alone?” a voice asked behind you.
You gasped and turned, only to see Flynn in the doorway.
“How did you find me?” you asked, anger in your voice.
“I saw you in town and followed you,” he said, looking you up and down.
“Leave,” you commanded.
Flynn shook his head.
“You just admitted to being alone. How can I leave you to be alone again?” he said, giving you a lopsided grin.
“Easy. You turn around and walk back to your princess,” you snapped.
Flynn’s smile faded.
“And if I don’t want to?” he questioned.
You were confused, but didn’t show it.
“Then go somewhere else. Somewhere that’s not here,” you growled.
Flynn sighed and put two packages on the table.
One a bouquet of flowers and the other a cake.
You slumped onto the couch.
“What do you want, Flynn?” you asked.
“I want you,” he said, kneeling in front of you.
He took both of your hands in his.
“I made a bad choice, a stupid choice. And i want to make it right. I love you. I always have,” Flynn admitted, “It’s you and me forever, right?”
You gave him a solemn look.
“How can I believe that?” you scoffed.
“Because I’m your Flynn Rider,” he smirked.
He pressed a quick kiss to your lips.
“And I’m not going anywhere ever again,” he promised.
You smiled at him.
“Happy birthday, Y/N,” he laughed, sitting next you and holding you in his arms.
He kissed the top of your head.
Best. Birthday. Ever!
