Liam wasn't always so sure what to get Fang, either be it food or something they both could use - or just him as is. But it was his birthday and he wanted to get him something too, even if that was just an over abundance of sweets... Though as far as material goods went, Liam was in hand with both in a small bag - popping up with little warning as the serpentine popped up, plopping down on the bed. With a following swift roll too, he sprawled over towards his love's side, peering up at him now with a few blinks.
"Took me a little long, but..." His attention shifted, peering down into the bag where he tucked his hand away to retrieve a wrapped up gift. Valentines was right around the corner too so maybe all the sweets weren't going to pay too well, but Liam was still learning if Fang had any preferences in his tastes.
That wasn't the first thing to come out of the bag. It's shape was a dead give away, mug shaped and wrapped up in a navy blue thin paper sleeve. But passing it over with a careful reach, he shot Fang a smile with a crane of his head. "Happy birthday, my love." He chimed in.
The wrapped contents was obvious but the nature of the mug would've stood out more than it's shape. Along the sides when he'd unwrap it were absurdly, cute, pudge printed hamsters that were multi-coloured and various in shapes - chasing each other full circle around the entire white mug. He at least wanted to get him something he knew he could use too, with the indulgent knowledge of his love for his beloved hamsters too. Even at the bottom of the mug inside of it was the final touch of a balled up snoozing hamster print, even if it might've seemed contradictory to a caffeine awakening.
"There's also some sweets in here too-- chocolates and some fancy ones, I grabbed what I thought you'd liked."
With each passing year since their fateful encounter, Fang had started to appreciate life more. Even if his birthday was an ominous reminder of the imminent passing of time and the ultimate consequence that was to come with it, he learned to focus on his present rather than to despair over his past and his future shrouded in unpredictability due to his condition. That year, knowing that Liam would greet him with another gift as soon as he opened his eyes, he decided to thank him in a more tangible way.
"You didn't have to," he said with a flustered half-smile and a weary gaze softened by tenderness.
Pushing through the creeping embarrassment of the birthday spotlight, he reached for his gift and unwrapped it as carefully as he could. When the packaging came off, the mug ended up looking small in his hand, but the smile on his lips was anything but. Squinting his tired eyes, he brought it closer to his face and slowly rotated it all the way around to admire the looping pattern that adorned it.
"Cute," he whispered under his breath and shot Liam a quick glance. Safe to say he wasn't only complimenting his gift.
With a gentle movement, he set the mug aside on their nightstand and then reached inside the bag to retrieve the box of chocolates which he then placed in his lap. After he quickly got rid of the lid and the protective foil, he plucked one of them between his fingers and brought it to Liam's mouth. Without giving him a chance to protest, he gently pushed it past the softness of his lips and onto his tongue. All the while, the adoring look in his eyes gazed deeply into his beloved's own.
"This is the one day of the year when I get to make some unreasonable requests without taking no for an answer, isn't it?" He followed up his serious-sounding question by producing a couple of carnival entry tickets out of his pocket. The black and white text printed on their red background spelled out that day's date, 6pm. And their issuer? None other than Moder.
"What's the worst that could happen?" he gave him a half-smirk and leaned in for a kiss that was long overdue.
