11:45 PM. You were pacing around your apartment. Brushing your teeth, doing your skin care routine, pulling out the softest cotton sheets you have at your disposal.

You looked at the calendar that sat on the nightstand next to your bed, your eyes drifting towards the next day's date. Your birthday.

11:55 PM. Five minutes to midnight.

You laid down on your bed, covered by the sheets that hugged your body. You took the pillow that Leon usually uses and wrapped both arms around it, seeking comfort to avoid missing him so much.

Gifts don't matter, much less a cake, or a party. The only thing you want is for the love of your life to return soon and you can be together.

12:00 PM. Finally your birthday. Your cellphone vibrated with every message that one of your friends or your family sent you congratulations.

You stopped hugging the pillow and with a soft grunt reached for your phone, checking notifications with squinted eyes.

Leon ♡: Happy birthday, baby. I love you so much. I want to tell you something, okay? But let me call you first.

The fact that he was going to call you made you feel good, he may not be with you on your birthday and he is supposed to arrive days later, but one call is enough to lift your spirits.

"Hello, birthday girl." His voice... You could spend hours listening to him speak. "Did you see how beautiful the moon is?" there is supposed to be approximately six hours between your location and Spain, so it was impossible for Leon to see the moon shining in its entirety, but you tried not to give too much thought.

But if he talked about the moon... And how big it looked... That could mean that maybe he...

"The stars look very bright too." He added after. "But, you know what I think is more bright?" He began, while his footsteps were heard on the cement, signaling that he had begun to walk.

Until he stopped.

"The brightest thing I'm going to see is your face when you look out the window."