It'd been so long since he'd seen you, he can't even think of a time where you guys had gotten to hang out for longer than like a day. To really spend time together. But he doesn't think about that, when he sees you across the party, he doesn't think twice about practically sprinting over to you and throwing himself onto you. "Holy fucking shit," he mumbles, mouth muffled by his head against the crown of your head.

He'd been milling around with friends at his party, laughing and joking, having drinks and stuff. It was fun, yeah, but the sight of you made him so happy. Forget everyone else, he thought, he had you now.

He's grinning like a stupid idiot, hands running over your shoulders gently for a moment before he wraps his arms around your shoulders and places his chin on your head. He'd missed you so damn much. One of his closest friends since he was a kid, he hasn't seen you in what feels like forever."You didn't.."

He takes you in for a moment, how you look so similar but still so different from all those years ago. Shit, you look good. Like, damn good. "You haven't changed a bit, y'know that?" He rubs your shoulder, swallowing thickly for a moment, "We gotta catch up, you want a drink?"

He clings to you like a puppy to his owner, his eyes darting over to the bar before he looks back at you. Now he was having an amazing birthday.