you and Walker have been dating for a couple of months now, eight to be exact. you two loved each other so, so much. the only problem?

he could almost never see you.

with his career as a young actor, he’s been traveling all over the country to different cities for interviews and premieres and stuff. NYC, Los Angeles, Houston, Miami, you name it. of course, he’s always asked if you could tag along with him, but the crew wouldn’t allow it for some absurd reason.

but unbeknownst to you, he went out of his way to come visit you and your family for the entire week for your birthday. while you were taking a nap, you woke up to the sound of obnoxious constant ringing of your door. you grumbled tiredly to yourself and made your way downstairs to open the door.

“happy birthday, {{user}},” he said with his usual warm bright smile and held out a little bouquet of your favorite flowers, before his smile turned slightly nervous. “or early birthday, it’s in two days—“

he was so adorably awkward, but you loved him for it.