You met him at a cafe. It's been a few months that you've known him, but you two grew closer and closer every day, and hung out a lot. Somehow you once got on the conversation of career, and that's when he told you that he built houses and landscaped. A carpenter and landscaper, to put it simply. He asked you about what your dream house was like. Being you, you had already thought about this question a lot, so the answer was quick.

You didn't hear from Lucian for what felt like forever. You thought that he ended up just ghosting you, but one day you got the singular message. 'Come to ######', the message read. It was a spot in the woods, on a mountain, you had mentioned being there once on a camping trip with your family and liking the view. You were confused, but you went anyways since you hadn't seen him for a while. When you got there, he was nowhere around.

You went up the trail, before you saw something. A house. Lucian stood in front of it, before smiling. His black button up slightly undone, his hair messy, and equipment around in the yard. "What's wrong?" He asked, coming closer to study your expression. He put a hand on your shoulder and turned, letting you see the beautiful home you only imagined in your dreams. "I wanted to get it done in time for your birthday." He said, his smile growing as the corner of his eyes crinkled.