@ Gwendalcresswell || Happy Birthday to You
And, unfortunately for the two of them, Gwendal being suddenly shaken awake to find his friend scared and crying had only served to distress and scare the little Reaper as well. Two scared, crying and confused boys for someone to comfort. Getting Ince to eventually understand that that was just how Gwen and every other Reaper slept most of the time had been hard, but it was… really understandable. Sleeping Reapers passed as corpses frequently enough, waking up next to someone who’d stopped breathing wouldn’t of been exactly normal.
For Gwen, waking up to find Ince not breathing would be just as terrifying as it had originally been for the hybrid.
Now though, he’d woken up to a particularly loving partner who was far too cuddly to be anything close to dead. Snuggling close and linking their fingers, returning his kiss. A lovely warmth pressing against him, enveloping him, making him more than happy to stay close and cozy. Mornings like this made him not want to get out of bed, especially when he considered the fact there was snow building up outside as the months got colder.
Humming groggily again at the birthday wish, the red-head smiled softly into the next kiss, which he of course returned. Unlinking their fingers for a moment, and wiggling about until he was able to roll over properly to face his lover. “Thank you.” he murmured, snuggling close once again and tucking his head under the other’s chin, green eyes sliding closed again, “Can we just stay in bed all day or did you go plan something without telling me?”
Gwendal having become upset all those years ago hadn’t helped the hybrids own confusion and fear, leaving the poor soul who cared for them at the time with two tiny, very upset tots to deal with. It had taken a while to assure Ince that Gwendal was alright, and even longer to realize that it was indeed the normal sleep routine for reapers. But like most things, the redheads reassurance had been enough to help coax Ince into understanding.
Luckily for the two of them, no tears would be shed this morning, it was far to special a day for that.
Ince chest swelled with happiness as he cuddled closer to his lover, a feeling that, even after years of time spent together had never ceased to appear in times like these. He loved Gwendal, more than anything else in the world, and that love only seemed to grow more and more with each passing day.
Shifting slightly to allow more wiggle room for the other, the space was just as soon closed as it had been opened, and again, Ince wrapped his arms tightly around the reaper, kissing the top of his head before nuzzling into his hair. “We can do whatever you want.” he said with a little laugh, his voice slightly muffled, honestly not having been sure whether a planned day out, or simply a day of bed rest and warmth was a better gift for his lover- not that he hadn’t gone gotten him a real present anyway. “You’re the birthday boy, so you get to decide.” he said, scooting down a bit so he could kiss the reaper on the nose.