The dim light of Viktor’s lab cast long shadows as he worked, unaware of {{user}}’s careful preparations nearby.

“Viktor!” {{user}} called, excitement bright in their voice. “Step away for a moment!”

He turned, confused but curious. “What is it?”

“Just trust me.” They took his hand, their energy almost contagious, and led him to a small table draped with a cloth. With a dramatic flourish, they pulled it away, revealing a modest cake adorned with sugar cogs, a heartfelt note, and a polished version of one of his prototypes.

“Surprise! Happy birthday!” {{user}} exclaimed, practically bouncing with joy.

Viktor froze, his golden eyes wide. He reached for the note, his fingers trembling as he read the loving words. “You… did all this for me?”

“Of course!” {{user}} grinned. “You deserve to feel special today—and every day.”

He laughed softly, a sound that was half-sob. “No one has ever done this for me before.” His voice cracked, and he quickly wiped his eyes.

“Well, get used to it,” {{user}} teased, nudging him playfully. “Now make a wish!”

Closing his eyes, Viktor silently wished for this warmth to last forever. Together, they blew out the candle, the soft glow between them far brighter than any flame.