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he plops himself down beside her , his arms stretching . his frame painfully thin as it shifts .
' mnnnnghhh , what's the plan today ? '
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' you can cut it , if that's okay . knives are . . . touchy . '
his smile doesn't falter , simply just letting her know that he doesn't like handling them . a sign of his trust in her .
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he just basks in the love . something he has desired for so long .
' . . . my sweetheart . '
he returns a kiss , before turning to look at the cake .
' hungry ? '
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opening them all , that smile never faded . after all of them are opened , he gives Val a long hug .
' thank you . . . you made my birthday matter again . '
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he takes the cake , with a sort of smile on his face . crooked , but genuine .
' . . . i don't remember the last time i had a cake for m'birthday . '
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