he was trying to be sneaky. trying being the key word at the moment. but more than likely --- he was failing.
but it was okay --- he just wanted to see him. it was, technically, his birthday, right?
so with small steps, he found himself behind the other, a light tap upon his shoulder ---- a smile upon that frozen face of his.
' ---... for the birthday boy? '
in his hand --- a simple present --- hopefully, he would like it.













