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John smiled at the warm hands on his shoulders.
“Happy Birthday.”
He turned around only to be greeted with a tiny black box wrapped in silver ribbon. “Thanks,” he took the gift and looked up at Harold who’s smiling widely.
“Come on, open it,” Harold encouraged.
John opened the box to a shiny silver key. “Don’t tell me you bought me an apartment.”
“No, I did not.” Harold was still grinning.
“Then what does it open?”
“The door to an apartment,” Harold said. “My apartment.”
John dropped the key back into the box and got up to kiss his lover.