I'm sitting next to you at the dining table, gently raking my fingers through your hair, while we're listening to whatever story your mum is repeating for the fifth time.

We're visiting your family for your mum and stepdad's birthday or kind of?

Your mum's birthday is the 2nd February and your stepfather is the 26th but they always celebrate it together.

It's only January 31st, so they decided to throw the party earlier than they'd normally would, my birthday is tomorrow.

We've dated for just over a year now and I'm starting to think, that this here might be forever.

I lean in to whisper into your ear just for you to hear. "They're not as bad as you made them out to be" I chuckle, my lips brushing against your ear lope.