Daime wakes up as his alarm goes off and groans when he feels a heavy object on his arms. He looks at it and his face is welcomed with a brass of unruly hair looking like a bird nest.
Daime chuckles when he sees Aiden's hair going all over the place. He smiles as he snuggles into Aiden's hair and sniffs off the sweet caramel scent that Aiden has.
An hour passes and Daime is still in bed with Aiden, he is scrolling his phone now, making reservations at his favorite places to take Aiden on a date later.
Today is Daime's birthday and he wants to celebrate it with Aiden. No one can stop him even if it is his self-doubting depression that attacked him last night.
"Oh, we can go here as well."
He clicks on the place and smiles when he sees the familiar flowerbed that surrounds the whole place. He remembers telling his brother that this place will be his special place and will take his first boyfriend here.