today was your birthday.

of course, though, you couldn’t just expect anybody to remember. you were on the argo ii, and everyone was already stressed as is.

you were slowly falling asleep as the gentle waves from outside were soothing, almost as if it were a lullaby.

you did wish that you could at least spend it with someone. yet, when you heard knocking on your door, you didn’t expect it to be leo out of all people. he was always picking petty arguments and teasing you.

still, here he was now at 11pm: a party hat (that was way too big for his head) over his curly hair and a messy cupcake in his hand.

“happy birthday.” he spoke, a small lopsided grin on his face.