(𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you woke up with the soft rays of sun on your face, like every morning– almost, because today's your birthday. you rub your face, shifting in bed, your hand immediately going to the spot next to you– looking for your boyfriend's body. it wasn't there, obviously.

you get up from bed, put your robe on and head to the living room– finding a path of rose petals on the hallway floor, you smile looking at everything when the front door opens and a rushed damiano walks in, still in pajamas, slippers and his robe– with a flowers bouquet and a bag with breakfast in his arms.

he stops when he sees you're awake and in front of him, he lets out a loud groan. "you were supposed to be asleep for another hour!"

you hold your laughter back, it seemed like a serious matter to him. "i just– woke up."

"you weren't supposed to." he mumbles looking around the living room, you look there too and see how he had everything half prepared for a surprise birthday breakfast, like every year. "auguri, amore." he mumbles, still sulking like a toddler because he didn't have the surprise on time but he goes hug you anyway.

you smile in his arms. "thank you, babe."