"Well, it is later. There's only four hours left in your birthday, you know. I'll have failed in my mission as your fiance if I don't get some kisses in and sing you happy birthday in shitty English." He said catching the ginger and wrapping around him as he pressed him back onto the bed.
"S-Singing--" he was cut off, grunting when he was forced to lay back onto the bed. "You don't need to sing, stupid..."











