Glancing into the swordsman's room, Allen was relieved to note that he seemed to be asleep. Creeping his way across the room, the clown set a package on his desk, knowing he'd find it when he awoke. Hopefully he would not take offense to the choice of gift, a jade pendant on a simple string. Pausing by his bedside, Allen leaned over to press a light kiss to his temple. "Happy birthday, Kanda." he murmured softly before slipping from the room.
Never had he’d imagine a certain white haired male to remember such a day for Kanda never mentioned it more than once when the younger had asked him before. The swordsman slept peacefully in his bed, door unlocked for he was too tired to remember to lock it when he came it. Not that he minded Allen sneaking in.
his light breathing the only sound currently, that is until his door creaked opened. Light footsteps, angelic aroma following and filling the room. The long haired male purred in his sleep when a kiss was pressed to his temple.
Allen you jerk.
"Thanks, Sprout." he muttered softly once the boy was out of the room.
