𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 [peso pluma]

14

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June 15th bathed in a gentle warmth, the sunlight filtering through curtains and casting a soft glow on the world. Today marked Hassan's birthday, and Celine was determined to make it unforgettable. Rising with the sun at eight in the morning, she felt the excitement bubbling within her.

Armed with a carefully wrapped gift and the tempting aroma of breakfast from Hassan's favorite restaurant, Celine made her way to his house. The morning was alive with promise, the sun illuminating the day with a special glow.

Approaching his door, Celine took a moment to gather herself. Knocking eagerly, her heart raced with the thrill of the surprise she had prepared.

When Hassan's mom answered, her warmth matching the morning sunlight, Celine couldn't help but smile. "Good morning! I hope I'm not too early. Is Hassan awake?"

"He's still in dreamland. You know how he loves his beauty sleep," his mom chuckled.

With a conspiratorial grin, Celine whispered, "Well, we can't have that on his birthday, can we? I'm going to go wake him."

His mom gestured for her to proceed. "Go on, surprise him!" Watching the girl with awe, she felt so lucky for her son to have someone in his life like Celine.

Celine tiptoed down the familiar hallway, her steps adding to the suspense. Gently pushing the door to Hassan's room ajar, she uncovered the serene scene within.

There he was, wrapped in the embrace of his blankets, features softened by the tranquility of sleep. The room, painted in hues of calm, held an air of familiarity that resonated with their shared moments.

Celine couldn't help but pause, savoring the sight before her. The soft glow of morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on Hassan's face. Birthdays were about celebrating life, and in this quiet moment, she found herself celebrating him—the person he was, the person he was becoming.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Celine approached the bed. She could feel the excitement building up, the thrill of surprising him on his special day.

"Hassan," she whispered, her voice a gentle melody in the morning stillness.

He shifted slightly, tugging at his blanket a little harder, but he didn't respond. Undeterred, Celine decided to up the ante. She carefully crawled onto the bed, and shifted her weight over him.

Leaning down, she began placing sweet kisses all over his face. A soft giggle escaped her lips as she peppered his cheeks, nose, and forehead with affectionate gestures.

"What's going on?" Hassan mumbled, still in the haze between dreams and wakefulness.

"Happy birthday," Celine laughed, her voice filled with joy. "Surprise!"

Hassan, with his eyes still half-closed, mumbled, "It's too early," in his raspy morning voice. Celine couldn't resist teasing him, a playful gleam in her eyes.