there’s a sigh, and arms fold over her chest, weight resting on on leg as she cocks her hip to the side. “i had first met you and thought you were so... immature. out of place. you didn’t belong at a combat academy made for those being trained to hunt, and kill. you were brash. you were ignorant. you ran headlong into trouble and it was so. annoying.
... then i spent more time with you. you... cared about us. about the team. there was no you, or me, or yang or blake. it was always us. you cared for us, kept us together. you were there for us. and... i guess, some of that rubbed off on me.”
she thought of when blake was troubled, when ruby needed help, and even realized how much she missed the dolt when she was trapped in her own home. a smile finally appears on her face, and she looks up, right into those beautiful, special silver eyes.
“... and, throughout all of that, i realized how much i cared for you. how you’ve been there for me. how you’ve given me a family. i... still think you can be a dolt sometimes. you can still be silly, immature, and headstrong. but... those are little things that i love about you. even when i can’t help but shake my head at you, you can still make me laugh.
so... happy birthday. the past few months have been hard without you. but i’m glad i’m here for your birthday now.
happy birthday, ruby rose. i love you.”
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