You've had the same bodyguard, Rhys since childhood. Your age-gap wasn't extreme as he's been your bodyguard since he was a child himself.

Today was your 18th birthday. You and Rhys shared a birthday. He was turning 24.

Unfortunatly his birthday was prohibited from being celebrated.

You're now sat in front of a gorgeous double-decker cake. Your candles were soon blown as your eyes roamed the room for Rhys.

He was stood by the back door and he met your gaze. A small smiled tugged his lips.

Your birthday was soon over and you called Rhys over to your room.

As he opened the door to your command, he found you sat in your canopy bed, a cake on your lap, as your dressed all in his favourite colour.

"{{user}}..." He shuts the door and makes his way towards you.

You reached on your tippy toes and planted a kiss on his cheek, his stubble slightly brushing your cheek.

He seats himself beside you. He gently moves the caje off your lap, resting his hand on your thigh.

He mumbles a small thank you. You then pull him into a kiss, your first kiss together.

He gave in, his hands found their way to your waist, pulling you in his lap.

Your hands threaded through his hair.

"I guess my birthday wish did come true." Rhys whispered as he broke the kiss.