Joe giving something special for Brian’s birthday.
When Brian answers the door at nine o’clock at night, the last person he expects to see standing there is Joe.
The younger man smiles up tiredly at him, a large bag slung over his shoulder.
“Hey,” Joe says. “Happy birthday.”
“Oh my god.” Brian pulls Joe into his arms, before kissing his lips. “What are you doing here? When did you get here?”
“Just now.” Joe’s smile is dazzling. “I came straight from the airport. Wanted to come see you on your birthday.”
Brian kisses the younger man again, pouring out his love and appreciation for Joe.
He couldn’t have asked for a better birthday gift.













