You were awoken to the feeling of soft kisses being pressed all over your face and neck, soft murmurs pressed against your skin that you couldn’t quite tell from dreamland or reality. But somewhere along the blurred line of reality you hear Sanji's sweet morning voice call out to you.

“Mon amour~ you gotta wake up, you can’t sleep through your birthday!” as he placed more delicate kisses upon your face like he was writing poetry on your skin with his lips.