It’d been a while since he’d shared his birthday with someone he was dating and even then, sharing it with Marley felt different. It felt right. He loved her in every way; Marley just understood him and he felt comfortable with her… more comfortable than he’d ever felt with anyone else other than his family. And that was why he knew that he would love whatever she’d gotten him for his birthday — it would be thoughtful, even more thoughtful than posting a cover of their song on his birthday telling the world that they were together.
When she handed him the note, Spencer drew his bottom lip between his teeth and opened it slowly. He sighed as he read what she’d written, biting down on his lip again to keep it from quivering. He’d already known that her presents would be thoughtful, but this went above and beyond that. There were envelopes that he could use as pick me ups during certain moments; he looked at all of the labels and smiled a little tearfully. Even when Marley wasn’t there with him, she’d be there anyway.
“I love you.” He repeated it a few times as he kissed her, “I’m in love with you. Thank you, babe.” There were still some unshed tears in his eyes that he wiped with the back of his hand. He was sure he would cry at some point during the day again, anyway.
“Are you gonna help me put them up in my room?” Spencer asked about the Lover framed quotes, knowing he didn’t need help. He was taller and could generally reach a larger area; but he still wanted to tease. “Or should we put them up here, in my living room, for all who come to see?”
Marley took his face in her hands and kissed his cheeks, wet with happy tears, “You are just the sweetest thing,” she whispered. “I think they’d look really sweet over the bed on each of our sides. I figure...I’m here so much that it just makes sense, and also like - whenever we decide to move in together, it’ll always remind us of where we started. And where we started really is...with this album, you know?” she rambled a bit, her cheeks pink. “I can help by...watching you do it and admiring your muscles,” she quipped, nuzzling his cheek. “What do you think about all that?”