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Techniques.

I woke up to the crisp air of my newly painted bedroom. I love having clean, but not a modern style. More like a cute old  cottage. My walls are a creamy eggshell colour and I have wooden furniture diffused around my room. things like antique cabinets, old dressers painted white or an accent yellow.. I force myself out of my white bedsheets and trudge to the bathroom.

I remember last night I thought about planning something for c/n's birthday. After I do my morning routine I step back into the bedroom to see c/n stil asleep. he's so relaxed and content this way. his dark, bushy eyebrows are furrowed. he has pretty light complection and lots of little freckles. c/n's eyes almost squinting to see something he must be dreaming about. assuming it'll be awhile until he wakes up, I decide to make him and I breakfast. it's his birthday after all.

I've been with him for about 8 months, and I still don't remember his favourite breakfast. I know I'm horrible. I guess theres been alot of stress because both of us just graduated uni and it sucked the life out of us for a long time. as I keep rambling to myself about nothing in  particular, I start up something we used to make when I lived at home. it's just French toast and whatever fruit that can be found that still might be good.

As I start cracking eggs and dropping the  yolks in a bowl, a loud bang shot through the appartment. I panick to try and see what's going on, and not to let him see anything until it's all done. there's a few gifts that I haven't wrapped on the table and If he comes out right now, I'll be really mad at myself.

"you ok in there c/n?" I yell from the kitchen. I only hear a grunt and quiet footsteps to the bathroom. luckily our bedroom is at the end of the hall, and the bathroom is right across from it. I quickly jog over to the open bathroom to see if my babes is alright. instantly I see his reflection,as he holds his head in discomfort. as I step beside him, I look at his reflection in the mirror. he's leaning on the counter, kind of just zoning out.

"let me see babe" I say when he looks up at my reflection. I step back and turn him so he's leaning on the counter and to look at me so I can see if there's any bruising. he still looks really tired, but that's about all I notice. "does it still hurt?" I ask him. he says no, in that deep early morning voice as if he just woke up. you know ths one. but now his hands are resting on my  waist and he's just looking at me. I  start to feel on his head to see if it hurts anywhere an look over to make sure I didn't miss anything.

"I'm getting hungry...do I smell food??" he says with a sly smirk. he always thought I was a bad cook but would never actually admit it. "no.." I say very unconvincing.  he leans off the counter and starts to walk out of the bathroom before I quickly grab the band of his boxers and pull him back to where he was before. he looks at me with a raised brow, and I return it with a simple peck on the lips. "you cant go in the kitchen for a little while longer" I say, rather confidently. "oh? and why's that?" I can tell he's in a playful mood. probably not a good thing when I have the surprises waiting for him.

I look away with a small smile because I know c/n's staring into my soul as if I'm a young child who has done something wrong and wont admit it. I feel a warm hand on my chin forcing me to look up at him. since I'm about 5'3 and he's probably 5'9 or more, I have to crane my neck to look at him when I'm really close. but I don't mind. he looks at me with that knowing smile, trying to break me. I just shake my head and state that until i say, he can't go in.

Suddenly he lightly pushes me against the wall thats only a foot or two behind me. he firmly grabs my arms and places them on the cold, hard wall above my head. "would you like to say that again?" he asks looking at me like he'll tear me to pieces with just one touch. I merely shake my head no, and silently hope he'll just give up. "well, i have my techniques to get it out of you." welp.

he crouches down to start nipping at my sensitive spots on my neck. I quietly moan out his name, which only encourages him to go on. he starts at my collar bone and I still can't move my hands which is hell. I really want to touch him. "c/n let me touch you baby this is torture." I moan out. he grips my arms harder and holds them a little higher so now they're stretched as high as possible without me going on my tiptoes.

I ask him to stop, and that I'll tell him what's going on because I know whatever I've made has probably been burnt to a crisp by now.  a small squeak comes out of my mouth when he starts to passionately kiss me. he finally let's go of one of my hands and I instinctively run my fingers through his soft, puppy like hair.

I guess it was a mistake to let him keep kissing me because his hand runs down my side soothingly. Then he starts to use claw like motions on my side and his nails to dig in to my soft skin. my eyes shot open, and i break the kiss as I start to giggle and squirm away. he simply follows me as I run to the bedroom trying to hide. it's too late, because I feel a strong arm wrap around my upper back and legs. he's picked me up bridal style.

as I try to catch my breath, I look at him, studying his features. trying to see what his plan his. it clicks when c/n throws me on the bed and instantly straddles me so I can't go anywhere. I'm not the tiniest girl ever, but I'm not very big either, in which these situations benefit him because to me, he's a giant. once again, my arms are above my head, held tightly in place by only one of his hands. I've gotta admit, he looks pretty hot like this. my mind is cleared of these thoughts when I see his claw-like hand going for my armpits.

"you've only got one chance y/n! tell me what your hiding or the tickle monsters gonna eat you up!!!" the teasing drives me up the wall, not to mention he's getting closer and the anticipation is killing me.  of course my stubborn ass has to shake my head no. of course. immidietly he digs into the very middle of my armpit, which is absolute hell. he teasingly looks around as if he isn't doing anything wrong, and I cringe at the feeling and how strong it's getting.

"STOPPP HAHA OK ILL SPILL YOU GOTTA STOP FIRST!" I say desperately as he tones it down to just lightly scratching my side. I'm giggling none the less,yet he still gives me the "time to talk" look. "ok I have birthday surprises out there for you and I didn't want you to know now please stop!!!!" I say giggling like a madman. he stops and kisses me, but stays straddled. "you really did that for me y/n?" he asks, sincerety in his eyes. I look at him questioning, hoping this isn't a trap.

"of course I did, if it's your birthday then I'm gonna make sure it's the best day ever!!" I say enthusiastically as he bends to hug me. after I ask him to wait in the bedroom, I quickly go out to see that I actually finished the french toast and now I just had to wrap the gifts. i call him out, and he runs in to the kitchen and he sits down at the dark wood table waiting for me to say he can open his presents. I swear sometimes he is just a 5 year old inside. theres two gifts, one smaller box and one bigger one.

He opened the smaller box first, quickly tearing it apart to see what was inside. he gasps and tries to tear the packaging of the new golden watch apart, but I take it from him and do it carefully so not to break anything. he patiently waits for me and when I open it he snatches it from me and puts it on. "Babe it's so great!! I love you so much! you didn't have to get me two things!! this is plenty!!" He explains with so much excitement j thought he might explode.

he hopes out of his seat and hugs me very tightly. " it's okay baby I wanted this to be your best birthday yet!" I say and kiss him sweetly. "open the other one!" I point to the slightly bigger gift and he grabs it to tear it open. when he opens it, I see his eyes swell with tears as he stares at a picture frame. I thought it would be nice to get the picture of when first met. we had a small photo shoot on the lake by the water, and this picture was of us walking on the beach. he looked up to me and smiled so widely his face almsot split in two.

"baby I love this so much. I cant even put into words how much I appreciate this!" I wipe away the stray tear that had fallen and give him a tight hug. for the rest of the day he picks out movies to watch and we fall asleep together. best birthday ever.

Authors notes
I know it's quite long,? but personally I think it ends in a really cute way so it's worth it. thanks for reading! you should comment if you want more and I'll make this a one shot book. if not I'll just make more anyways. also theres probably alot of mistakes grammar wise but I don't think anything major.