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You tried to be as quiet as possible as you opened the door just a crack to peer inside. Luckily Wolf was very particular about sounds and wouldn't stand a creaking door.
Even in the dark, you could make out the form of your sleeping boyfriend on his bed, and you could imagine his face, for a rare moment, soft and vulnerable… He was always so pretty, but there was something special about the rare times you could just watch him sleep…
Wait. This was no time to daydream. This visit had a purpose, and the more you delayed it, the more chances of Wolf waking up. Or of someone finding you, considering you were still at the door.
You slipped inside and tiptoed towards the bed, your task still delayed a moment longer as you couldn't keep yourself from taking a moment to just look at him, and wish you hadn't been so late with this and could have just joined him.
Although there was something both romantic and thrilling about doing things this way.
You carefully set the small gift box on the nightstand, the first surprise for when he woke up, then turned your attention to the clock.
Just a little past midnight. Right as you expected.
Turning to the bed again, you considered if you wanted to risk waking him up, but deciding against it, you just smiled down at him.
“Happy birthday, Wolf.”
Even if you would be the only one to know, you wanted to be the first one. A card was attached to the gift, but it wasn't the same thing.
You reached out, in a mock gesture of touching him, despite the urge to do so for real. But when you were ready to retreat, there was a lightning-fast movement, and you found yourself pulled on top of him on the bed.
“Don't get even a kiss, meine Liebe?"
From this close, you could see him smirk, but his gaze soon turned soft.
“How long have you been awake?”
Since you opened the door. Did you really think you could sneak up on me?”
The haughty tone didn't match the way he brushed a strand of hair from your face or the gentle smile that followed these words. You shook your head at the contradictory attitude, but smiled back.
“Happy birthday, my love.” You repeated, finally leaning in and giving him a soft kiss.
But as soon as you started to pull away, his hand slid to the back of your head, and he pulled you for a longer and deeper kiss.
“Thank you. Why are you sneaking up on me for this, though?”
“I’m finally finished cleaning and thought I should be the first one. Sorry if I woke you up.”
“I am glad I woke up to actually hear it from you. Thank you for the gift.” He kissed you again.
“You didn't even open it up yet!”
“I was talking about you, my most precious gift. Besides, I trust your judgement. Now stay with me.”
It sounded almost like an order, but his gaze was pleading. His gestures matched his tone this time, though. His hand shifted to your waist, pulling you along as he shifted positions, pulling you to lay by his side.
“Well, looks like I have no choice.” You chuckled, snuggling up to him. "Not that I had another answer in mind.”
“Good. I wanted you to also be the first one I see in the morning.”
“Then I will be. Sweet dreams, Wolf.” You kissed his forehead.
“With you, always, mein Schatz.” He whispered, eyes already closed, then pulled you closer.