you smelt something sweet as you walked into the kitchen, seeing dean throw some sprinkles on a cake. words that read ‘happy birthday’ with small heart sprinkles around them.

he saw you walk in and quickly covered the cake with the cake carriers lid. you smiled as you walked over to him, brows raised playfully and curiously.

he looked at you, almost proudly, a growing smirk on his face. “it’s your birthday today, so i made you a birthday cake” he said, pulling the cover off, revealing the slightly slanted white frosted cake.