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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! IT’S GALEKH LOVING HOUR!!!!!!
When you had mentioned the concept of human birthdays to Galekh, he was all too eager and emphatic to learn every single detail about it. No stone had gone unturned, no question had gone unasked as he put pen to paper and studiously wrote down your explanations, like they were the holiest of scriptures themselves. You took it all in stride, humoring him with a light smile while you relaxed against his couch and reached out to rub away the crease that formed between his brows as he furrowed them in concentration.
Little did you know, he had every intention of making your special day all the more special. How could he not — you were always a cause for celebration in his eyes. You were none the wiser, graciously accepting a warm hug and a sweet kiss on the morning of your birthday, expecting that to be the end of it. But Galekh had ushered you away for a spa day with Tagora and forbade you from returning to the hive for at least a few hours.
He got to work almost immediately. There was a spot on the roof of his hive that you adored because of the view, and you had even turned it into a cozy little hideout with a few potted plants and a`beanbag chair for lounging around on lazy evenings. So it was with giddy excitement that he meticulously rearranged the setting into a scene straight out of an upscale restaurant, complete with a luxurious table set adorned with your favorite food, flower petals scattered across any and all surfaces, and a sea of glowing candles to light your path.
It was all truly perfect. Except for one crucial detail that he neglected to take care of in his haste to greet you at the door upon your return — securing the gate that would keep his pesky lusus away from the roof.
Galekh was buzzing with nervous energy when you stepped inside. He patiently listened to you recount your lovely day as you flittered about to settle in for the day, and right before you could pillage the fridge, he gently grasped your hands and shyly admitted that he had a surprise for you.
You looped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss his cheek. “You silly man, I had a feeling you were hiding something from me all day!”
He smiled impishly, a light blush coloring his face. “I needed to keep you preoccupied so I could get everything ready.“
“Show me?”
“Gladly,” he said, and just because it was simply Galekh, he scooped you up in his arms and carried you the rest of the way.
You busied yourself with pressing teasing kisses to his neck, earning you a light swat to your behind that made you yelp and giggle. It never ceased to amaze you how he could carry you around like a feather, especially up several flights of stairs, but he never once complained about it. Sometimes you wondered if he was secretly reveling in the chance to show off his strength to you. Not that you minded, of course. He was your loving, lumbering giant.
Galekh was in the middle of monologuing about an inconsequential topic when he stopped dead in his tracks and quieted down. You curiously looked to where he was staring at — the door leading to the rooftop was slightly ajar.
“The door was supposed to be closed,” he murmured suspiciously, letting you slide out of his grasp as he eyed the entryway.
A far-off bleat from the outside answered him back. You glanced at Galekh and noted how pale he suddenly appeared. “That’s not a good sign, is it?” you asked.
“No … “ he answered, nervously readjusting his glasses and straightening the lapels of his jacket, as though he were about to meet with a supervisor. “No, it certainly is not. Please wait while I see what my lusus is doing out there.”
You nodded and obediently stayed behind as he went outside. A despondent groan soon followed, and you decided to slip past the threshold to see what went wrong. Knowing his lusus, you could only imagine the destruction he had caused.
Sure enough, the blissfully unaware goat had dealt unspeakable damage. He was happily chewing on some sort of ripped fabric, swishing his tail side to side as he bobbed his head at you in greeting. You sidestepped a multitude of overturned candles and joined Galekh at his side, surveying the toppled dishes and ruined food scattered across the table, its tablecloth torn up and pulled halfway off. The only thing that appeared to be intentionally thrown around were the flower petals, offering a softened blow to the mess with their pretty colors.
Your poor man looked like the epitome of disappointment, shoulders drooping slightly as he frowned in defeat.
“Oh, Galekh … “ You wrapped your arms around him and smoothed your hands up and down his back in a soothing gesture. “I can tell you tried so hard. Thank you, honey.”
He hugged you back, carding his fingers through your hair as he somberly muttered, “I cannot believe how careless I was. Honestly, haven’t I learned by now that I need to keep that blasted lusus in check?” He sighed roughly. “I’m so sorry. This was supposed to be a happy occasion, and now it’s all ruined because of my lapse in judgement.”
You angled your head up and fixed him with a sharp look. “Don’t you dare go blaming yourself!”
He frowned as he looked down at you. “But I — “
“Nope.” You wormed a hand between you and tugged on his tie. “Come down here.”
He instantly obliged your command, kneeling down in front of you while his hands remained at your sides. You reached out to caress his cheeks and you softly smiled at him, your heart racing as you admired his handsome face, staring up at you with hesitation and concern.
Unable to hold back any longer, you leaned in to kiss him, earning a low moan from Galekh as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in closer. His lips lightly fluttered against yours in gentle motions, and you were starting to get utterly lost in the moment before a bleat steered you back on track.
You reluctantly ended the kiss and pressed your forehead to his. “I love and appreciate you, you know that, right?”
He flushed at your statement. “I — y-yes, I love you, too.”
“Good. Then please don’t put yourself down like that. The most important part of my birthday is that I get to spend it with you, in whatever way possible. Understand?”
Galekh’s morose expression melted away as he considered what you said. He hugged you close to him and buried his face in your chest, nodding silently in answer. You spent a few quiet moments holding each other, your fingers running through his curly locks as he purred ever so lightly at the sensation.
“I don’t think the evening is totally unsalvageable,” you pipped up, and peered at the mess tossed around the table. “We could sample some of those leftovers — “
Galekh looked at the ruined food and scrunched his face in disgust. “My love, we have standards in this hive.”
You giggled. “Does movie night and cuddling satisfy those standards?”
He hummed in mock thoughtfulness before swiftly standing as he scooped you up in his arms once more. “I suppose it will have to suffice,” he dramatically said with a teasing smile.
“Then maybe you will find yourself agreeable to more amorous celebrations as well,” you purred. As if on cue, your stomach decided to grumble in protest. You slapped a hand over it and sheepishly added, “Maybe after I finally get to pilfer your fridge.”
Galekh chuckled and wholeheartedly agreed as he carried you away from the rooftop. His lusus merrily trotted behind you two, and when you glanced down at him, you were almost positive that he had winked at you. You stuck your tongue out at him in retaliation and silently promised to ration his apples for the rest of the week.
