Leon's birthday was never something he made a big deal out of. He always brushes it off, not bothering to mention it unless he's asked. Hell, you had to coax it out of him when you asked.

Over the past few years, you've celebrated with small gifts and dinners at his favorite restaurants. But this year, you wanted to do more.

You decorated, baked a cake, and picked out gifts. And when he finally walked inside, he froze. Looking between the decorations, the cake, and you.

He starts crying.