《Believing In Fairytales》Chapter Nine: Happy Birthday
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I flutter my eyes open to see Robin smiling at me. His fingers trace patterns on my arm. I give him a smile and he kisses me on my forehead. He places another kiss on my nose that makes me giggle.
"Good morning and happy birthday gorgeous." He says with a wide smile on his face.
"Thank you Robin."
"Do you have any plans for today my love?"
"I have nothing planned."
"Great because I have a lot of things planned for today. Don't worry we won't have to leave the house at all and you can continue to rest that ankle."
"What did you plan for today?" I say as I snuggle into his embrace even more.
"Your favorite breakfast cooked by your very handsome boyfriend. Then, your favorite movie watched in said boyfriend's bed. A glorious lunch cooked by your favorite take out business and then relaxing lounge time. Last, but not least a lovely night with a boyfriend who loves you more than words can describe."
"That sounds absolutely perfect. Before we start our day I want you to say something sweet."
"Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite."
"It's my favorite too. You say the sweetest things and that's why I love you." I say and then I kiss him.
"I love you too." He says with a wide smile that shows off his dimples.
"I also love your dimples. They are my favorite part of you." I say as I poke his right dimple.
"Would you like breakfast now?" He says.
"Of course."
He gets off the bed and I lift my arms up signaling for him to carry me. He bends down and I wrap my arms around his neck. His arms support my thighs and I wrap my legs around his torso. As he starts to walk I pepper kisses on his neck causing him to chuckle.
We finally get to the kitchen. He takes his turn and places kisses all over my face. I giggle when he pays special attention to my nose. He gently sets me down and I stay in his embrace. He gives me a quick kiss before he starts cooking.
"What's on the menu chef Locksley?" I ask as I lean on the counter opposite from him.
"Strawberry pancakes and bacon Ms.Mills. I woke up earlier to make the batter so it should be done soon." He says as he pours batter on the pan.
"Shall I wake Roland?"
"Yes milady. That would be ever so helpful." He says and I laugh as I exit the kitchen.
I walk down the hallway and reach Roland's room. I softly knock on the door and hear nothing. I slowly open the door to see Roland softly snoring in his bed. I walk closer to his curled up form and sit next to him on his bed.
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"Roland sweetie, it's time to wake up." I say as I rub his shoulder.
"No mama Gina." He says and he rolls over.
Mama Gina? He thinks I'm his mother. That is so sweet and I'm happy to claim this little boy as my own. I start to kiss all over his face to wake him up. He giggles as he opens his eyes.
"Mama stop it!" He says as he continues to giggle.
I stop kissing him and I hold him in my arms. His soft brown eyes that resemble my own stare back up at me. I kiss his little button nose and he giggles again.
"Good morning Roland." I say with a sweet smile.
"Morning mama. Is breakfast ready?"
"Yes it is my little prince. Let's go to the kitchen."
"I have a present for you!" He says and he runs over to his small desk.
"I made a picture of us." He says as he gives me a picture.
The picture has little boy with curly hair and he is holding hands with a woman. On the bottom he wrote "Mama and Roland". The picture is so perfect and a few tears fall down my cheeks.
"Mama don't cry." He says and he wipes my tears. "Pretty people don't cry." He says and I laugh.
"I love the picture and I love you Roland." I say and I give him a kiss on the cheek.
"Can we have breakfast now?" He asks as he looks up at me.
"Yes we can." I say with a smile.
"Can you carry me?" He asks as he sticks out his bottom lip.
"I wouldn't have it any other way my prince." I say and I lift him into my arms.
I carry him all the way to the kitchen and set him on the counter. Robin gives him a kiss on the cheek and he giggles once again. I take my seat behind the counter and Roland sits next to me.
"Breakfast is ready." Robin says as he sets three plates on the counter.
Robin sits on the other side of me and I am surrounded by my Locksley boys. I stare at my plate that filled to the brim with pancakes and bacon. I stick a piece of the syrup covered pancake in my mouth and hum.
"This is delicious." I say with my mouth full.
"I already knew by the way you stuffed your face." He says and it causes me to laugh and almost choke on my food.
Breakfast ended about twenty minutes ago and it is now movie time. I'm in the bed cocooned in at least three blankets next to Robin. He holds me close as we watch my favorite movie. His arms are wrapped around my waist and our legs are tangled. I lay on his chest that seems to perfectly fit my head. I hum in content as I tighten my hold on him.
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"You go Glen Coco!" I say along with the TV.
"Who's Glen Coco?" Robin asks and I look up at his face with a glare.
"One does not simply question the identity of Glen Coco. You are now shunned." I say and I look away from him.
"You can't shun me!" Robin yells in a playful tone.
"I'll certainly try." I say with a smirk I know he can see.
He moves and straddles me and I cover my face with my hands. I giggle as he starts to tickle me and he pushes my shirt up. His fingers wiggle up and down on my exposed stomach. I move my hands and see his smiling face. I laugh loudly as he reaches a move sensitive part of my stomach.
"Robin, stop!" I scream as I try to move out his grasp.
"Make me." He says and he continues to tickle to me.
I stop laughing and grab his face and crash my lips against his. I sense his shock as I smile through the kiss. He moves in a way that his beard brushes against my face and I let out a small laugh. I finally end the kiss and I look into his gorgeous eyes.
"Move in with me." He blurts out.
"Why?" I ask and I sense my vein popping on my forehead.
"I want moments like this with you everyday. I love falling asleep with you in my arms and waking up to see your beautiful face."
"I would love to move in with you." I say with a smile and he gives me a small kiss.
"I'm glad to here this Roland will be elated to know that he has you 24/7." Robin says and then he moves to lay next to me.
"He called me mama this morning." I say with a smile on his face.
"Are you okay with that?" Robin says with his usual concerned voice.
"I'm completely fine with it and I feel honored that he sees me as a mother figure. I can't wait to move in with my boys." I say as I rub Robin's cheek.
"I can't wait until this room is ours." He says as he kisses my forehead.
"You know with me moving in you are going to sacrifice your closest space and I will defiantly be redecorating." I say with a laugh.
"You'll have your own closet. What's wrong with the way I decorated?" Robin says as he pretends a hurt tone.
"It's clear a man decorated. You shouldn't even argue with me because I am right. Now, I would like to open the gifts that I may or may not have found around the house." I say with a giggle.
"Did you really find your gifts?"
"No, it would just ruin the surprise. Now, give me my presents!" I say like a little child on Christmas.
He chuckles at me then gets off the bed. He goes out the room for about five minutes and then he enters the room with several gifts. He places them all in front of me as I sit on the bed.
"You didn't have to get me all these gifts." I say as I look at all the boxes.
"Yes, I did have to. Your my girlfriend and it's my job to spoil you on your birthday. The only thing I ask is for you to open them in size order."
I smile at him and I open the biggest bag. It's an adorable brown monkey with a bow around it's neck. I thank Robin as I move on to the next gift. I open a large bag and pull back the wrapping paper to see a red cocktail dress.
"I thought you could wear it on our next date." Robin says with a smile.
"I love the dress and the shade is perfect. Thank you." I say and I give him a kiss on the cheek.
I open a rectangular box to reveal a beautiful necklace. It's another shade of red and it has silver accents. It's a necklace that I've always wanted and he bought it for me.
"You bought me the necklace." I say and my voice cracks as tears well in my eyes.
"You wanted it and I felt obligated to buy it. Now, open the last box."
I open the smallest box with a smile on my face. I move the top to reveal a key rig with two keys on it. I look at Robin with a confused face and he just laughs at me.
"What are these keys to?" I ask while holding them up to him.
"Well the small one is to our house and the big one is to your new car." He says with a smile.
"You bought me a car?"
"Yes, for good reasons of course. Your car is ugly and it's very old. I'm just giving you a chance to start over."
"Thank you. I really wasn't expecting a new car. I love you!" I say and then I jump into his arms.
He was't expecting that and he falls on the floor with me in his arms. We both laugh and we just stare at each other while he holds me close. I move in his grasp to kiss him. It was small but passionate at the same time.
"I love you." I say again with a smile.
"I love you too and happy birthday babe."
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