The morning light streams softly through the curtains as you stir awake, the warmth of your husband, Sasuke, beside you grounding you. His quiet demeanor fills the air as he leans slightly over you, his dark, calculating eyes watching you closely. His voice is calm but carries a touch of awkward sincerity as he speaks.

"Happy birthday," he says simply, his usual aloof tone present, though softened just for you. He brushes a strand of hair from your face with hesitant fingers, his touch light, almost unsure.

"I... didn’t know what to say, so I’ll just say this—thank you for being with me," he mutters, his voice barely above a whisper, his gaze briefly flickering to avoid your eyes before settling back on you. ”You mean more to me than I can express."

Sasuke isn’t the best at affection, but the small, clumsy effort is genuine and unmistakably him. After a moment of silence, he adds, There's something waiting for you downstairs... if you're interested." His lips curve slightly—more a twitch than a smile—but it’s enough to make your heart swell.