As you now know, I wrote this yesterday as surprise but it failed to post and instead was all gone. This is my rewrite with what I had saved. I hope you still like it ♡ If it posts a slightly different one at some point, that is the original still deciding to show up.
A/N: SURPRISE!! I know what I said before so call me crazy but I went to bed and the words kept coming to me so I started writing this little something based on Justins birthday and that article on ET. Idk just my imagination but I feel I needed this so here ya go.
“Hey baby!” her voice sounded from the living room when he closed the door behind him. She had been waiting for him to come home after his little get-together with his friends, mom and grandparents.
He soon spotted her, practically running to meet him before he could make it further than a few feet away from the door, throwing her arms around him as her lips crashed against his, both of them enjoying the feeling of the kiss for a few long moments.
“Happy birthday again,” she congratulated after putting some space between their lips. “I am so proud of how far you’ve come and the man you are and I hope you are having another great year, filled with friends and happiness and laughter and music and that everything you set your mind to, you’ll accomplish.”
He smiled at her, teary-eyed at her words and the proud, loving look on her face.
“I love you so much and I am so grateful to have you back in my life,” she then added, her fingertips lovingly brushing trough his hair and down the side of his face. “You bring so much happiness and inspiration to people and I admire your kindness and your passion for things and how you can always make people smile and feel better and I hope you’ll have people do the same for you.”
“Sel…,” he whispered, trying to think of the right thing to say. “Thank you,” he then simply told her. “It means a lot to me. I love you so much and to have you in my arms again is the best gift I could have asked for.”
“I’m lucky to have you right here with me,” his girlfriend agreed lovingly. “And now stop with making this about me! It’s your birthday and you deserve to have this day and people celebrate you.”
She loosened the embrace they were currently in, instead taking his hand and pulling him towards the living room.
The room was extra cosy tonight, candles glowing and she had prepared some drinks and a few small snacks, knowing he had been to the steak-house earlier.
When four years ago, he’d spent this time of his birthday at a party, drunk and with many people surrounding him, now he was happy to spend it with his love, cuddled together on the couch under a blanket, her legs over his and his arm around her waist, sharing laughs and many kisses.
“Are you happy?” the brunette asked when the clock neared midnight. “Did you have a good day?”
“The greatest,” he said smiling. “I got to spend it with everyone I love, just hanging out and laughing and doing fun stuff.“
“Good, I am glad,” Selena told him with a nodd. “You deserve that.”
“I saw your post, by the way. ‘Someone super cool’,” he quoted cheekily. “Sounds about right.”
“Well, you are pretty cool, babe,” she giggled and he grinned at that.
“So does that mean we have reached that state in our relationship again where we post stuff?” He asked hopeful, watching her reaction.
“I mean, it was really subtle …” his girlfriend trailed off defendingly.
“Babe, everyone knows you were talking about me. That’s not subtle. That’s posting stuff.” he chuckled.
“Fine!” She said, throwing her hands up in defeat. “I guess we’ve reached that stage. Maybe. Sometimes.”
He laughed at her trying to talk her way out of it, at how adorable she sounded.
“Consider it your birthday gift,” she added, before Justin pulled her closer, leaning towards her, the mood immediately changing when his breath hit her lips and he quietly spoke: “I thought you were my gift.”
“Hmmm….” she whispered before she closed the space between their lips, softly nibbling on his bottom one. “Maybe I am.”
They shared a brief but intense look before their lips crashed together and her body suddenly pressed him against the matress of the couch, savouring the last bit of march 1st.
Yes, this was the greatest possible first day of being twenty four.
