do you know what today is? you should, yeah? it’s your birthday. and i want to be the first to say happy birthday. 

throughout the years, even when i disappeared and you probably spent so many nights thinking i wasn't here anymore, you were always in my thoughts. even now you still are. and always will be. when i’m up in the clouds and soaring through the sky, i wish you’d be there with me, right by my side.

maybe i can take you up with me later on. what do you say? you up for it?

remember that no matter what time it is, and no matter what i’m doing. even if it’s being swamped with colonel things, you can always talk to me. all right?

happy birthday, my darling princess. 

until i can see you again, i hope the day brings that beautiful smile on your face. i can’t wait to see it and honestly? i can't wait to give you all the kisses you could ever want. today’s your day, pip-squeak. you call the shots, i’m at your complete mercy.

i love you, kai. 

- yours, caleb 🧡

caleb 𖹭.ᐟ

you always know exactly what to say to make me blush.

i would fly with you anywhere - just spending time with you would be the best birthday gift.

you absolutely put the biggest, warmest smile on my face today. thank you for the best birthday wishes, thank you for being here 𖹭𖹭 just knowing i can message you is a comfort.

MORNING AFTER PROMPTS.

@apple-caleb

breakfast. for sender's muse to bring receiver's muse breakfast in bed.

The smell of warm food hit Kairos's nose before she was even fully awake, still mildly unaware of her surroundings as a weak groan wrestled its way out of her throat. It smelled like her favorite and the familiar scent prompted her to force her eyes open just a bit.

Only for them to immediately close when she caught even the most blurry glimpse of who had brought the food.

Perhaps it was all some elaborate dream or maybe some really intense lucid dreaming. All at once she was hyper aware of her bare skin against the sheets and the night before raced through her head like a long forgotten dream.

Kairos was almost tempted to keep feigning sleep, like Caleb didn't know she was already awake. So she accepted defeat instead.

"'M surprised you didn't burn down the house." Kairos muttered as she slowly moved to sit up, keeping the blanket up around her while she rubbed her bleary eyes with her other hand.

i doubt she wants to see me anytime soon. you got her now right? so... you better take care of her. if you're as special as she kept tellin' me, then you should know just how precious she really is.

don't fuck it up.

Xavier felt heaviness as he picked it up, and for a moment he questioned if it was evol-induced.

The harsh words didn't meet the kind gesture. He knew what was being said. Every word. It made him meet the mans gaze, and it felt like electricity crackling in his veins. He didn't need to be told how special she was.

And yet. He'd heard a lot about him from her too – enough to think that there was a good reason the man had held on to the tattered plush for so, so long. Did she even know he'd had it?

"...Keep it."

A sad expression crossed his blue eyes, just short of compassion. Nothing more.

"She doesn't need it anymore, and since she thinks its already gone, I don't want to confuse her with it. Besides... It's...just an old friend."

It felt harsh, even on his lips. He thought about how to soften the blow. He wasn't above conceding. Not usually. It ate at him, and it would crawl under her skin. The urge to bite back in any capacity almost overtook him, but he knew better. He knew better. He swallowed it down.