#its the bday of the specialest guy in the world

[punisheye]

Vash is woken up with a kiss to the forehead. Wolfwood let him sleep in, even, which is a luxury neither of them can often afford with their responsibilities, or whatever haunts their dreams some nights. But he knows Vash deserves the rest, and Wolfwood's been up for a few hours now.

There is… a lot going on right now, but he wants his husband to at least have some semblance of a normal birthday. Especially after what happened last year.

"Up you go," Wolfwood says to him, giving his rear a swat and then helping him roll out of bed, the blankets going with him. He doesn't give Vash a chance to put his arm back on. "C'mon, now. Food's gonna get cold."

He made… a lot. It's part of why he woke up so early. It's a full spread of food, from bacon and sausage, to two omelets, a pile of pancakes, and more. They're both gluttons, and Wolfwood's always made sure Vash had enough to eat since they began living together here.

"Sorry for not gettin' ya breakfast in bed, but I don't want ya makin' any spills on the sheets," he says, plopping Vash down in a chair and ruffling his hair before he goes to fill up two cups of coffee. He has a gift for him sitting in the downstairs closet, tucked far back behind a few coats. "Anything ya wanna do today, or just stay in?"

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