August 9th, 2015

Today is Bill's twenty-five birthday.

Good morning and happy birthday, Jensen said as he kissed bill on the head.

Thank you and I love how you wake up me on my birthday with a kiss, Bill said with a smirked.

It's just for your birthday and so don't get used to it, Jensen said.

Bill looks at him with a smile.

What do you want to do for your birthday, Jensen asked?

We could just stay in for my birthday, Bill said.

Are you sure, Jensen asked?

Yeah, Bill said .

Ok. I can call my mother and she can come and pick the kids up, Jensen said.

Ok, Bill said.

An hour later

Be good and have fun with Grandma, Jensen said as he watches his mother leave.

He closes the door.

How does it feel to be twenty-five, Jensen asked?

I feel the same, Bill said.

You don't look your age, Jensen said with a smile.

You don't look your age, Bill said.

It's your birthday, not my mine. So what do you want to do for your birthday, Jensen asked?

I don't want to do anything special, Bill said.

Ok. What do you have in mind, Jensen asked?

I just want to lay with you, Bill said .

Jensen look at him with a smile as he lays his arm around Bill and pulls him close .

Happy Birthday, Jensen said as he kisses Bill on the head.

Thank you, Bill said as he smiles at Jensen.