Hey guys! I'm not dead! :D I've been busy so didn't get to finish a Oneshot this week, but to make up this chappies an extra page long! It'll probably be around midnight for me once this is posted, so yay for me :D Hope you enjoy! Warning, lots of fluff!! X3

-Brice's POV-

There are three things I realised when I woke up the morning after my minor breakdown:

1) Mornings suck. Period.

2) Crying yourself to sleep makes you dog tired and cranky.

3) Being poked awake by a hyper man child is annoying as fuck!

I forced open my eyes tiredly, to see Adam grinning down at me, inches away from my face.

I let out a groan and rolled over, not in the mood. All I wanted to do was turn into a human burrito, in my bed, with my blankets, and sleep.

Obviously the universe hates me, because I soon felt someone poking me again repeatedly.

"Hey. Hey Brice. Brice. Brice wake up. Hey. Brice. Brice. Wake up. Brice."

I snarled and sat up abruptly, causing Adam to tumble off the bed with a shrill yelp. I growled when I was greeted with the sight of my 'guests'. Ty, Adam, Mitch, Jerome and Seto all smiled back at me, Adam still on the floor.

I narrowed my eyes and slumped back on the bed. I glared at them all. "Get out. I want to be alone!" I muttered, anger in my voice. I watched as their faces fell, and guilt swam in my eyes. They turned to Seto, who was standing at the doorway.

He sighed, and nodded them out, waiting until they had all left, before shutting the bedroom door, and coming back over to the bed, sitting on the edge and facing me.

He offered me a sympathetic smile, and took my hand in his, squeezing it gently. I sighed, irritated, miserable and emotionally exhausted.

"What are you doing Seto? I'm not in the mood to play with the guys. I'm tired and pissed, so I just want to be alone for a while. I'm sorry. Please."

Seto frowned and sighed, running a hand through his hair. 'I brought the guys over to try and cheer you up. Last night was rough on you. They're worried about you baby. I know you feel like crap, but I've got a surprise planned for you today to take your mind off things. Can you at least try, for me? We'll go home if you really don't want to. I promise.'

I looked at the sincerity and love in his eyes and sighed, knowing he was right. I couldn't keep myself closed off from the world, even if I didn't want to face it.

I cracked him a weak smile and nodded, pulling the covers off me. Seto beamed, leaning over and capturing my lips with his. He helped me out of bed and left the room so I could get dressed.

I sighed and smiled fondly. I wonder what he's got in store for me.

-Seto's POV-

I grinned as Brice emerged fully dressed from his bedroom. I was pleased that he agreed to go out, even though I knew he really didn't want to,many I was determined that today he'd be immensely happy.

He shuffled over to me on the couch, and I stood up, kissing him lightly, taking his hand in mine. I walked him to the kitchen, where the guys were anxiously waiting.

They looked up and their faces lit up when they saw us, relieved that Brice was ok. I kissed his cheek, and he gave me a shaky smile, gripping onto me tight, and I pulled him closer to me, wrapping one arm around his waist.

"Hey buddy, ready to go?" Mitch asked, looking sympathetic. Brice gave a shy nod, probably still tired from last night. I squeezed him tighter and lead him out to the front door, the others following close behind.

We piled into Mitch's truck, Ty driving, as I didn't have my license and Brice didn't know where we were going. We drove for a while, all the while Brice sitting with me quietly, although looking a lot better than he did this morning.

I held Brice's hand the entire journey, until we pulled into the carpark. I tugged his arm and eagerly dragged him out of the car, bounding after the guys to the building in front.

We stopped at the entrance and I glanced at Brice. He read the sign and turned to me, raising his eyebrow. "Laser tag, huh?" he muttered, an amused smile on his face.

I nodded, smirking back at him, and we all walked in, paying for our tickets and heading to the arena. Once we got in, Jerome clapped his hands together, a devious grin on his face.

"Right, what teams have we got?" he asked, glancing at us all. Adam smirked, a sly glint in his eyes, going from man child to mad man in an instant.

"Let's do boyfriend vs boyfriend. I'll take Mitch and Brice, while Jerome, Ty and Seto all team up. The losers have to be slaves for the winners for the rest of the day!"

Grins spread around the group, and Jerome even cackled. Oh my mentally unstable friends.

"Sounds like a plan. Adam, prepare to get your ass kicked, baby!" Ty chuckled, winking, laughing maniacally at his boyfriend.

We split into our teams, and each suited up, Ty Jerome and I in blue, and Adam, Mitch and Brice in red. The countdown soon began and as soon as the buzzer rang, we were off, firing lasers everywhere.

*

"Aww, come on, that was not fair! You had a motherfucking wizard on your team!" Adam whined, trudging behind me as we left the laser tag arena, with Ty prancing around him merrily, sticking his tongue out at him.

I scowled and shot Adam a look. 'That's motherfucking SORCERER actually you pleb! I ain't no cheap wizard.' I signed, clicking my fingers sassily at the end. Wizard my left ass cheek!

Ty chucked and translated, hugging a miserable Adam, and pitching his cheek. "Suck it up babe. In fact, since I won, we'll be doing a lot of that tonight because you my bitch today!"

They guys all eww'd, while Adam blushed, burying his head into Ty's shoulder. I chuckled and grabbed Brice's hand. He looked at me and smiled genuinely, the familiar fire slowly returning to his eyes.

I tilted his head down to me and kissed him lovingly, glad he was enjoying it so far. He pulled back and gripped my hand tighter, and we made our way to the truck.

We clambered in, and I pulled something out of my pocket, handing it to Brice. He eyed is curiously, as he held it gingerly in his hands.

"A blindfold? Really?" he mumbled, raising an eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and nodded, gesturing for him to put it on. He sighed, but tied the cloth around his eyes grudgingly.

As Mitch drove, the conversation resumed. "I can't wait to see your face once we get there!" Adam chirped, and I elbowed him roughly, glaring at him.

He rubbed his side and pouted. "What? I'm excited for you guys." he mumbled. Brice blindly whipped around, head butting my shoulder as he did so.

"What do you mean 'you guys'? you're not coming with us?" he asked, confused. I elbowed Adam again, and nudged Jerome to change the subject quickly. He hurriedly cleared his throat.

"You know what I'm not excited for? School on Monday. I still can't believe Windridge gave us that six page essay! I mean, come on! That's not a nice Christmas present!"

Brice chuckled, instantly forgetting Adams earlier comment. "I'm so glad I don't take media like you. Old Windy-pops is a right cow when it comes to homework!"

The rest of the ride consisted of us complaining about school, eating Reese's, and keeping Adam from mooning other road users. Again, how the hell does Ty put up with him?!

Upon asking, Ty just chuckled, kissing Adam's cheek, and answering, "He's just like a puppy, all cute and bouncy, and great to cuddle with! That's why I love him."

While they proceeded to have a heated make out session, I kept my hand on Brice's knee, reassuring him as he helplessly sat there, oblivious to our plans.

I sighed with relief, as we finally made it. I guided the blind Brice out of the car, waving at the guys as they sped off, leaving Brice and I here alone.

"Can I take it off now?" Brice begged, and I giggled, tugging the blindfold away from his eyes. He blinked a few time, adjusting to the light, before glancing at me curiously.

"Where'd they go?" he asked, a puzzled look on his face. I pecked his lips and grinned.

'Well since part two of Operation Happy Day is our date, I don't think they'd like to be third wheeling all afternoon. Turn around.'

Brice spun his head around slowly, and I watched as his eyes widened and his confused pout curled up into an incredulous smile.

He looked back at me, gripping my hand tight, a huge grin on his face.

"The Art Gallery? Oh my god the freaking Art Galley?!" he cried, flinging his arms around me, knocking the wind out of me. I giggled and patted his back, and he released me, staring back up at the old building.

"Look, they even have a Damien Hirst exhibition! His stuff is awesome!" he exclaimed, eagerly pointing at the exhibit sign.

He dragged me inside and, I paid for some tickets, a small smile on my face as I watched Brice flit from one piece to the next, excitement and pure happiness radiating from him.

We trailed around the gallery for a few hours, snapping pictures every now and then, and Brice babbling about artistic technique and whatnot, just generally having a nice time.

Once we left the gallery, I hailed a cab, and we drove home in comfortable silence. Brice gripped my hand the entire way, only letting go when we pulled up outside our apartment building and getting out.

I paid the driver and he left, leaving us standing in the carpark. Brice glanced down at me, a soft smile on his face.

"Thank you Seto. Today has really made me feel better, even though I was an ass this morning." He leaned down and kissed me, smiling throughout.

He pulled back, still grinning goofily. I smirked. 'The nights not over yet, o wonderful boyfriend of mine.' I signed, pushing him towards the stairs to our flat. I unlocked the door, and dragged him in, setting him down on the couch.

'Stay put. At exactly 20:00 walk into the kitchen. No later, no earlier.' I signed, a stern yet smiling expression on my face. He chuckled and nodded, taking off his shoes. I hope he loves his last surprise.

-Brice's POV-

Today had been great. I was unsure at first, since I just didn't feel like doing anything at all, but Seto and the guys really made an effort, even if Seto's team won laser tag.

And the gallery! He knew I had wanted to go there for weeks now, so he took me there on a date! I still can't believe how I managed to get such a caring, sexy, unique little boyfriend. My boyfriend. My Seto.

I glanced at my watch, glaring at the minute hand, urging it on. Just a few more seconds...

As soon as it reached 20:00 exactly, I sprang up, running to the kitchen door. I tentatively pushed it open and gasped.

On the table there was a clean, white table cloth, a single rose in a vase sitting in top. Two plates sat next to each other, the contents covered.

The only lighting in the room came from the candles adorning the table and counters, their soft hue giving the room a sensual atmosphere.

And there, in the middle, stood Seto, wearing a silk robe, a bottle of Lambrini in one had, and two wine glasses in the other.

My hand shot to me mouth, and tears pricked the corners of my eyes. Seto grinned and set down the glasses, coming over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I stared into his eyes, cupping his face, his bright violet orbs swirling like galaxies, shining in the candle light. He had never looked more beautiful to me.

I pressed my forehead on his, still gazing into his eyes. "Thank you. I love you baby so much, thank you." I whispered.

Seto gave me a cute smile, and lead me to the table, pulling out my chair for me like a true gentleman, then sitting down next to me, taking my hand over the table.

He lifted the covers off the plates, and I chuckled at their contents. "Chicken chow mien? My favourite." I muttered, breathing in the heavenly oriental scent.

Seto squeezed my hand, pouring us both a glass of wine, setting the bottle down and letting go of my hand. 'A toast, to my wonderful boyfriend.' he signed, before lifting his glass.

"Yes, to my wonderful boyfriend. I love you Seto." I said, clinking our glasses together, taking a sip of the wine and tucking into my meal.

As we ate, we held each other's hand, eating in comfortable silence. Once we had done, Seto put the dirty dishes in the sink and pulled me up, blowing out the candles, before taking me out of the kitchen, slowly making his way to the bedroom.

I smirked, knowing he had something in store for me. He closed the door behind us, dimming the lights and pushing me onto the bed.

He stood over me, smirking devilishly, and my already hard dick throbbed in anticipation.

'Strip' he signed demandingly, and I eagerly obliged, ripping off my jeans and boxers, tugging my shirt over my head until I lay naked on the bed, lust coursing through me.

I watched as Seto slowly undid the belt of his robe, slipping the silken material off his shoulders, with the confidence of a stripper.

I practically came right there and then when I saw what he was wearing underneath.

Tight, black silk boxers hugged his small hips, accenting his slim figure beautifully. His obvious erection was bulging, and his soft pale skin glowed in the dim light. He crawled onto the bed, hovering over me, and kissed me hungrily, legs straddling my waist.

I kissed back with fervour, and grabbed his hips, grinding up against him, causing us both to moan.

Oh yes, he really knew how to make me feel better...

*

We lay there, exhausted, panting and sweaty, bodies still tingling, our legs entangled. I pulled Seto close, resting his head on my shoulder, one arm draped over his sticky chest.

I kissed his temple and closed my eyes, smiling. "I love you Seto. Thanks for today. You've made me the happiest man in the world today babe."

He sighed happily, and I could feel him nod. He kissed my shoulder and snuggled closer, head buried in the crook of my neck.

I kissed him again, drifting off contentedly to sleep, glad to have Seto in my life.

Woohoo! Chappie done! Hope y'all enjoyed it, I liked this one, so much cuteness! Luvs yas bubs! Laika out. :3