I wake up naked with Charlie in my arms and smile. Last night was amazing and I loved it. I can't wait to do it again and I especially can't wait to try other costumes. Charlie looked breathtakingly hot last night and I almost came in my pants as soon as I saw him.

I love him so much.

"Hey, baby." Charlie's wake up voice comes out low. "Excited for today?"

"Hell yeah." I smirk.

"Good, because we're having a birthday do over." Charlie smiles.

I smile as well. "Good because you deserve the best birthday ever."

"We are getting birthday do-overs. Carmen, Scout, Ry, and Xan are supposed to come here for a party." Charlie smirks.

My eyes widen. "Really? When did you plan all this?"

"Over the many days you have work," Charlie explains. "Now get ready! I had trouble sleeping, so I made pancake-muffins before coming back and falling asleep for about ten minutes." He giggles.

"Okay," I chuckle and head to the shower.

Charlie hops on my back, wrapping his limbs around me. "Am I not invited?" He bites my shoulder slowly.

"You're always invited." I carry him inside and start the water.

He starts singing quietly, swinging his legs back and forth from his place on the counter. Charlie's eyes close contently and his dynamic level rises slightly when he thinks I'm not listening.

"You have a beautiful voice." I compliment.

"Oh, thanks." He smiles. "I used to do it a lot more often."

"I've heard, Xander told me you were in drama and choir." I wiggle my eyebrows.

"Yeah. I'm still mysterious." He returns the gesture.

"Do you have tapes?" I smirk.

"Yes." Charlie hums. "There's one of me singing in Italian to my grandmother too."

"That's really sweet, I didn't know you spoke Italian."

"Babe, I am Italian. So are Xan and Dad. That's why we're so irresistible." Charlie smirks.

"Damn, that's awesome. Must be why you're all so hot." I wink and pull him into the shower and start scrubbing shampoo into his hair.

"I'm still sticky from the chocolate sauce and whipped cream." Charlie giggles.

I nod and lick his body, cleaning up what the water misses before lathering him in soap.

Charlie moans and closes his eyes. "I love showering with you."

I kiss his cheek and rub my ass against his flaccid cock. "Me too."

"We had like at least ten rounds last night. Need me to fuck you into the shower wall?" Charlie pushes me forcefully into the wall, grinding roughly against me.

"Fuck, yes, baby." I moan.

He pulls my hair and bites my neck. "You're so naughty."

"Well, I am your bad boy." I smirk back at him.

Charlie chuckles and backs up. "If we're going to stay on schedule, we cannot fuck."

"Dammit, Charlie." I start to jerk myself off.

He grabs my wrist. "No."

I give him a pleading look. "Baby, please."

Charlie frowns and flutters his eyelashes. "Do you not want to participate in our shared birthday?"

I pout. "I want to." I start rinsing his body.

"Good. The cake is good too." Charlie beams.

"Cake?!" I speed up the shower and get us both out in five minutes.

"It's a birthday. I need you to go top the pizzas with me too."

"Okay." I get dressed in the usual, band shirt and black jeans.

"Our house needs a wood-burning pizza oven," Charlie decides, wearing a cute outfit as always consisting of a purple cropped sweater, his signature beanie, a pair of black skinny jeans with purple patches, and fuzzy socks.

"So, when are people coming?" I ask, tidying up the living room.

"Scout's answer was kind of confusing, but I think she's coming on time. Most everyone else gets here at two."

I look at my watch. It's noon. "Okay."

Charlie gets me five pancake muffins and some syrup. "Eat up, big boy." He pats my stomach.

"Thanks, cupcake." I stuff my face.

He eats quickly and pulls a bunch of pizza dough from the fridge. Charlie's been doing a lot while I sleep due to his anxiety messing with his rest and it makes me feel sad, but he somehow always manages to return in bed to wake up beside me.

I want to help him sleep better but I'm not sure how so I do my best to hold him and help him feel safe.

"Is homemade okay?" Charlie asks, starting to worry.

"Homemade is perfect." I get up and kiss his temple. "How can I help?"

He hands me jars of homemade sauce, bags and bags of his own blends of cheeses, and toppings. "You're going to help with all of this." Charlie nods and spreads out the dough and brushes over it and puts it in the oven for ten minutes before coming to me to start putting everything in bowls for an assembly station.

"If it's our birthday, shouldn't everyone else be cooking for us." I say pointedly.

"I like cooking. If you don't want to cook, you don't have to."

I wrap my arms around his stomach. "No, no, I want to."

"Then stop complaining." Charlie scoffs.

"I'm not complaining, babe, I was making a joke." I hum and do my assigned pizza duties.

Charlie pulls out the crusts and bumps me with his hip. "Time to sauce these bad boys."

"Paint 'em red!"

"Does everyone eat red sauce?" Charlie asks.

"Yeah." I nod.

"Good." Charlie skillfully paints his pizza.

I watch, admiring his work while I easily cover mine.

"Cheeeeeeeeeeeeese!" Charlie sings, making it rain down the dairy substance.

"Cover it in pizza cum!" I toast to the gods.

"Eeeew." Charlie giggles and does my pizza while I toast. "Now we gotta put the stuff on."

I grab the stuff and bring it to him. "I'll eat whatever concoction you create. My gullet is made for your food."

"Of course you will." Charlie starts putting pepperoni and Canadian bacon on a pizza.

I sneak a pepperoni or twelve. "I'm glad you finally contacted Scout and O'Malley. They've probably lost their minds worrying about us."

"Oh yeah. I wonder how they'll react when I give them their letters." Charlie bites his lip.

"They'll be sad but also loving." I ruffle his hair. "They've been through some shit, especially Scout. They'll understand, maybe even better than I can."

"As long as there are hugs, I'm good."

"There will definitely be hugs." I smile.

"Yay." Charlie pokes me. "Heeeelp."

I get back to work. "I am helping, baby bird."

"Baby bird?!" Charlie gasps. "I'm daddy."

"Are you now?" I press my clean hand between his butt cheeks.

"Yes. Sub Ethan is so hot." Charlie moans.

"Yeah?" I lean down to whisper in his ear. "Do you want to dominate me? Because, as I've said before, I'm open to role-playing that with you."

"I'd rather you think that way than pretend." Charlie sighs.

"I do sometimes." I bite his earlobe. "I'd find that so sexy Charlie, I'm getting hard thinking about it."

Charlie flips us so I'm pushed against the counter. "We'll have birthday sex later."

"Yes, sir." I kiss him.

"Good." He kisses back and puts the pies in the oven.

"What now, King?" I ask, looking around for more tasks.

"We gotta put up the party games!"

I get to work, only stopping when the apartment looks like a carnival threw up in it.

The doorbell rings and Charlie runs to answer it to find O'Malley and Scout.

"Happy redo birthday!" Scout cheers.

"Yeah," O'Malley fakes a smile. "Whoopty fucking do."

"Carmen, I can tell you're faking." Charlie frowns. "There's a reason it's a redo." He hands her and Scout their letters.

Carmen smacks his arm. "Im happy for you, dipshit, but it ruins my vibe."

"Before you read those, I um..." Charlie freezes.

I come to him and wrap my arms around him. "It's okay, baby."

"I tried to kill myself."

Scouts eyes darken in understanding and Carmen gasps. "You...why?!" She closes her mouth. "No, I'm sorry, you don't have to answer that."

Scout comes in and hugs Charlie. "I wanted to help but you needed Ethan."

"What happened on my birthday... Ethan being gone made everything too much and I broke..." Charlie explains.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you." Carmen tells Charlie honestly and hugs him as well. "I fucking love you, I'm so glad you're alive."

"I love you too." Charlie promises them.

"We should sit." Scout says and I invite everyone inside.

Charlie sits in Carmen's lap and plays with her hand. "I'm feeling a lot better. I've been getting help and Ethan even has a job now."

"Good." She nods. "And good on you too, Dechart. We had bets on whether you'd become a sugar baby or not." She snorts and Scout blushes.

"Thanks, cunt." I roll my eyes.

"He's still a sugar baby," Charlie says.

I whine. "Charrrrrr!"

"What?" He blinks.

I pout. "Am I really your sugar baby, daddy?"

O'Malley spits.

"Yes, I love spoiling you, baby."

I cuddle him from behind. "I do love being spoiled."

"Of course you do." He pets me and moves into my lap. "You might want to read those before our brothers come."

Scout and Carmen nod and open them up and begin to read silently, Carmen shiftingevery two seconds.

Charlie cuddles me. I cuddle him back, rubbing his arms and stomach.

Scout finishes first and crawls into our lap and hugs Charlie tightly, tears in her eyes.

He kisses her forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too." She wipes her eyes and sits back. "We should hang out alone sometime, there's some things I want to talk to you about."

"I'll make sure to do that when Ethan's at work then." Charlie smiles.

She smiles back and I kiss his temple.

"I'm shit with feelings," O'Malley announces, "but I'm sorry you went through all that. You're honestly an amazing guy and so full of life and potential and I am so glad you're here with us and not in the ground."

"Thank you." Charlie smiles. "Though I'd rather be cremated." He laughs.

I noogie him. "Smartass."

"If I die before you, keep my ashes in an urn and have someone cremate you and mix our ashes." Charlie giggles.

"I'd love that." I hum. "Though I had been hoping to shove your ashes up my ass."

"Jesus Christ, Ethan." O'Malley laughs.

"Wow." Charlie blushes.

"I'd love to eternally rest inside your ass." I admit.

"I'd have you made into a pendant so I can't always keep you by my heart." Charlie says.

My eyes fill with love. "That's the cutest shit I've ever heard." I kiss him.

He kisses back. "Well, I'm the cutest shit you've ever known, so it only makes sense."

"This is true." I nod. "I prefer mixing us."

"Of course you do." Charlie grins and gets up when the doorbell rings, running back carrying Ryder. "Scout, Carmen, meet Ryder and Xan."

Xander waves. "I'm the Xan."

"I'm Ryder." Ry says nervously.

Carmen looks him over. "I've heard a lot about you." She sticks her hand out. "O'Malley."

Ryder blushes and shakes her hand.

Carmen turns to Xander. "So, you're the brother and the guy who spanked Ethan. I already like you." She smirks and I slap her arm.

"You should be on my side, Carm."

"Ethan is a bitch bottom." Xander smirks.

I point at him. "I may bottom sometimes, but I'm no bitch, bitch."

"I'm no bitch either. I love yooooou." Xander jumps in my lap.

I wrap my arms around him and tickle him. "Sure thing, Buddy. I totally love you too."

Ryder giggles.

Xander pins me down. "I don't like that tone."

"Mhm." I hum.

"Get a room!" O'Malley shouts.

"We're brothers." Xander chuckles.

"Not by blood." She wiggles her eyebrows.

"You are not allowed to fantasize about us." I tell her.

"Oh please, Ethan. I stopped fantasizing about you a month before we broke up." She snaps, smirking.

"It's possible to stop?" Charlie asks.

"Ryder is my boyfriend, not the president of the Charlie fan club." Xander laughs.

"I adore Charlie." Ryder purrs.

"You're a damn liar, O'Malley." I chuckle.

Charlie smiles and hugs Ry.

"Damn, you still want that Ethan dick?" Xander asks.

"Well I'm not gonna say no." She smirks and I flip her off.

"Damn, Char, whatchu gon' do?" Xander asks.

"Nothing." He shrugs.

"He trusts us." I smile. "And he knows my reason for living is access to his ass."

"They didn't fuck when we weren't even official." Charlie smirks. "Plus, Carmen can do much better than her ex. They're exes for a reason."

"She cheated on me and left me for my best friend." I state plainly.

"We did actually kiss once." Carmen admits. "But Ethan wouldn't let it go further because all he wanted was you."

"He's whipped." Charlie pinches my cheek. "She traded down. Tony is an ass. His dad is cool though."

"He's hilarious." I agree.

"I went to visit him in prison." O'Malley admits quietly.

Charlie's breathing picks up and he starts shaking.

"Do the nose thing," Xander whispers to me, petting the bridge of my nose.

I pull Charlie close and do it just how Xander showed me while whispering reassurances in his ear.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out." O'Malley apologizes.

"What happened while you were there? Are you two a thing again?" Charlie asks, squeezing my free hand.

Her expression sours. "No, we're not a thing again. He was still angry but he was also hurt." She looks at me. "Everyone he loved abandoned him. Even his father isn't on his side."

"He deserved to be abandoned and he deserves to rot in jail." I growl. "He tried to kill Charlie."

O'Malley nods. "I know and you're right but...he asked to see you, Ethan, and I think you should go. Maybe you can change his mind or at the very least give him closure."

Charlie starts shaking slightly. "I... If that's what you want, I won't stop you..."

Xander pokes Charlie's forehead. "This is your birthday redo. Chin up."

"It's okay, baby, I won't go." I promise Charlie. I know this would be really bad for his anxiety and I'm not willing to put him through that, even if I might want to go, nothing is worth putting Charlie in pain.

"My anxiety shouldn't control your life," Charlie says. "I could hang out with someone while you do it. He was your best friend."

I hug him tighter. "Maybe later on, when you're doing better but not right now."

Charlie escapes my grasp and presses his forehead against mine. "I'm doing so much better, Superstar."

I cup his cheek. "I know you are and I'm so proud of you."

"How about we eat this pizza?" Charlie asks.

"Pizza? Hell yeah!" Xander pumps.

Scout's stomach grumbles.

I get up. "I'll bring it in!"

"Sit your ass down." Ryder announces. "You haven't let us give you a birthday before, so now that you're having one I'm going to serve you."

"Awww," Charlie coos.

"I'm helping!" Xander exclaims, grabbing Ryder's hand.

They run to the kitchen and I sit back down. "Well then." I chuckle.

Charlie crawls back into my lap. "We made the pizza ourselves."

"Then it's bound to be good." Scout smiles.

"Not if Ethan was involved." O'Malley scoffs.

"He just put toppings and sauce on." Charlie giggles.

"I'm fantastic at topping." I wink.

"We're Italian, so marinara sauce is coursing through our veins," Xander says, a plate of two slices in each hand.

Ryder giggles and gives O'Malley and Scout their plates before sitting down next to Xander who gives me and Charlie ours.

"Bon ap the tit." O'Malley says.

"That's French." Charlie laughs. "Terrible French. Have you tried to bone up the tit yet?"

Xander nearly chokes while grabbing himself and Ryder food.

"I went to my first gay bar actually." She blushes. "That was a big step for me."

"She got stress drunk." Scout giggles.

"Fuck off, Jones."

"Ethan can be your wingman." Charlie pats my hand. "Girls tend to flock to gay guys."

"I'd be the best wing man." I smirk and O'Malley throws a pepperoni at me.

"Hell no! You'll tell them all our embarrassing stories!"

I cock my head. "Like the time you farted during sex?"

She throws the whole pizza. "Shut up!"

Charlie catches it. "Don't make a mess." He throws it back and it makes a loud slap on her face.

"Oh shiiiiiiiiiit." Xander covers his mouth.

O'Malley wipes her face off and stands up. "You fuckin-"

I get up and wrap my arms around her waist. "Calm, bear, calm."

"I'm gonna shove my dirty ass pizza down your throat!" She laughs.

"Charlie doesn't fight, Carmen." I remind her.

"I do!" Xander pops his knuckles.

Ryder smirks.

"Alright, lets go." She smiles and I release her and sit back down.

Xander pins her down and smirks. "Pizza face."

"Pizza hair." She smirks and gets out of his hold, punching his stomach.

Unfazed, he punches back, laughing. "You're a fighter."

"'Course." She gets his head in a hold. "Someone's gotta kick Ethan's ass every once in a while."