Lmao I love birthdays sooooooooo much !!!!

You rolled over to face the sleeping bear next to you, you couldn't help but giggle. His lips were in the sweetest little pout you had ever seen (and they looked extremely kissable, too). His cheek was squished up against the pillow, and his arms were lazily draped around your middle. Brushing his hair off of his forehead, you took note of how absolutely relaxed and safe and pure Ringo looked when he slept.

You smiled like an idiot and leaned in, pressing your lips flush against his. You weren't sure if your intent was to wake him up, but if it was, your plan worked.

His arms tightened and he groaned softly, waking up and opening his eyes and realizing just what woke him up. His lips turned up into a grin and he shut his eyes again, relaxing and kissing you back. Your giggles ended up breaking the kiss, and even in the dark, you could see his blue eyes sparkling.

"To what do I owe such a sweet awakening?" He said, his voice thick and raspy from sleep.

"Ritchie, guess what day it is?" You almost couldn't contain your excitement. He smirked and went back in for another kiss, growling playfully and grabbing onto your thigh.

"Mmm, do I get my present now?" He hovered over you and rubbed your shoulders, his eyes burning down into yours.

You nodded and answered wordlessly, making love to him through the young hours of the morning. You fell asleep in each other's arms, peppering kisses across each other's shoulders and chests to keep warm in the chilly air.

The day ahead was filled. You had plans to throw him a surprise party with his family in the early afternoon, and then there would be a party at Abbey Road.

Sunlight beamed in through the window, making you smile when you opened your eyes. "Ringo, look, your birthday is the only sunny day of the whole year."

He laughed tiredly and he held you tight under the covers, tracing his fingers lightly along your spine. Whenever you tried to get up, his grip would get tighter and he'd hold you against him. "My wish is to spend this sunny day with you, darling," he whispered into your hair, "let's stay in bed all day."

"No baby, let me shower. We have to get ready!" You gigged and pushed against him, of course to no avail. Drumming had made his arms incredibly strong.

"That's not until tonight, we have the entire day to do nothing, Y/N," he rolled over top of you, "An entire day of nothing, of no one except us. Its all we ever wanted..."

He trailed off with a kiss on your forehead and nuzzled his nose against yours.

"I love it when its only you and I," he continued, "You're the most beautiful creature in the world, and even with all the fame and fortune, you'll always be the only thing I'll ever want. I love you so much, I feel so complete with you."

You buried your head into his hickeyed neck and smiled, running your fingers through his soft hair. "I love you too. And actually, I have something planned. But its a surprise, and we need to get ready."

He let out a big sigh and collapsed on top of you, putting all of his weight on your torso. You gasped and shrieked softly, and he fought laughter.

"Fine, I'll only get up if we shower together."

You agreed quickly, pushing him off of you. He finally laughed, getting up and walking with you to the bathroom. As you started the shower, he ran his hands up your sides and pressed kisses down the slope of your neck. You bit your lip and stepped into the shower, Ringo close behind.

part two maybe? and should I actually write a smut scene?