Third person point of view
Christian removed the hands that were covering Oliver's eyes. Oliver adjusted to the brightness and saw the cake in front of him. His eyes went wide. He turned to Christian. " Did you bake it ? " Christian nodded. " It is a bit crude ". " It is just abstract art. Don't worry ". Both of them laughed. Oliver was very happy.
" Thank you so much. I love it ". He kissed Christian's cheek. Christian smiled. He checked the time. " It crossed 12. Happy birthday. Make a wish and cut the cake ". Christian lit the candle. Oliver put his hands together and made a wish. He opened his eyes and blew the candle off. He took the knife and cut it.
Christian picked up the fork and fed it to Oliver first. Oliver's eyes lit up after eating it. " It is really tasty ". Christian found it a little hard to believe. Oliver laughed at his expression. " Here. Taste it ". He picked up the fork and fed it to Christian. Christian's eyes went wide. Oliver chuckled. " See. I was not exaggerating ". Christian smiled. " It did come out well ".
Oliver ate the slice and put the remaining away. He couldn't believe he was already 30. He let out a sigh and went to take a bath with Christian. They had such a beautiful life together. When looked he only seemed to find all the love Christian gave him. He couldn't put his happiness into words. They were done and dressed up. They went to sit on the bed.
Oliver sat on Christian's thighs, straddling him. Christian put his hands around Oliver. " What is it ? " " There are some things I want to tell you ". Christian nodded. Oliver let out a breath. " Actually, I am thinking about working at the university I studied at ". Christian was surprised. Oliver and his friend opened a third branch not long ago and everything was going on fine.
The branch was closer to them so Oliver drove around to manage both. Christian did not understand it. Oliver shared his plans. " The cafe is going well. It is not that I don't have the passion to keep it running but I also want to think more about the future and also spend more time with you ". Christian nodded. " Do what you want ".
Oliver smiled and spoke a bit more cautiously. He moved closer to Christian with his hands around his neck. " There is another thing too. I want to have a kid ". Christian thought he heard it wrong. He frowned in confusion. " You- " " It is not because of you ". Oliver cut him off. He knew what Christian would think.
" Well at least not just that. Even though we cannot really have our own kid, we can still adopt one and give them a family and also expand ours from two to three. I just think it would be nice to do that. We can't right away though. I talked to my professor so my job is almost confirmed. After I settle down a little, we can adopt. My job will only be during the morning hours so I can bring the kid back from school. I can also take him around with me when I go to the cafe. And then we will wait at home for you to come back ".
He tilted his head with a smile. " What do you think ? " Christian felt his eyes fill with tears. He pulled Oliver into his arms and hugged him tightly. Oliver also hugged him back. They pulled away and Oliver held Christian's face in his hands. " Are you sure ? " Christian did like kids. But he never really thought of that.
But if Oliver said he wanted to, he would definitely be willing to follow him. Oliver nodded. " You will be a good father ". Christian smiled, resting his forehead against Oliver's. " You too. Let's do as you said ". Oliver grinned. " Let's discuss everything in detail later. But now... " Oliver turned the lights off. He rolled onto the bed with Christian.
Christian kissed his cheek. " Hmm, what now ? " His voice made Oliver's heart speed up. " Where is my gift ? " Oliver asked, playing with the buttons on Christian's shirt. Christian's hand reached into Oliver's t-shirt, pinching his waist. " What do you want ? " Oliver's eyes turned moist. " You- " Christian swallowed the rest of the words.
The end.
-MG