(Remy's birthday is January 16th)

Emile hurriedly wrapped the box. The wrapping was a bit sloppy, but Emile made sure the bow was perfect. He put it down on his bed.

Today was Remy's birthday and it needed to be perfect. There was a party going on in the common room and Emile was nervous since he didn't really like loud noises.

"Emile, are you just going to stare at that present all day?" Virgil asked from behind Emile. Virgil wasn't going to join the activities of the party because he was well... anxiety.

"Oh, right..." Emile tightened his pink tie a bit.

"Em, relax. You look like me when I'm around Roman." Virgil said.

"R-Right..." Emile muttered. Virgil looked at him for a second.

"Look, if things get rough, you can always come back here to relax," Virgil said.

"Alright, thank you, Virgil." Emile smiled a bit.

"No problem. Now, get out there." Virgil opened the door. Emile took a deep breath and made his way to the common room. The music got louder and louder. Emile stepped into the common room and his eyes went wide.

"This is a problem," Emile said as he saw a lot of people partying. Emile stuck close to the wall and headed toward the refreshment table. "Alright, alright... take a deep breath. This is fine."

"Emile?" A voice said from behind Emile. Emile jumped and turned around. He saw Remy.

"Remy! H-Hey!" Emile smiled.

"I thought you weren't going to come," Remy said and sipped his coffee.

"What made you think that?" Emile started to sweat a bit.

"Well... it's like an hour into the party." Remy said.

"Oh, is it? I didn't notice." Emile blushed.

"Are you okay? You look like you don't feel good." Remy said.

"I-I'm fine! Honestly! Now, if you'll excuse me... I need to go do something." Emile frowned and ran off.

"Em!" Remy called after him.

~~~~~

"I totally flaked on him, Virgil..." Emile muttered. He was sat on his bed, Virgil slowly rubbing his back.

"It's okay, Em," Virgil said. He honestly didn't know if it was even going to be okay, but he wanted to trust his words.

"It isn't okay... I really like Remy and I wanted to be there at his party for him." Emile covered his face with his hands.

Then there was a knock on his door. Virgil stood up and walked over to it. He opened it, revealing Remy.

"Can I talk to Emile? Alone?" Remy asked. Virgil looked at him.

"Sure." Virgil let Remy in. Virgil walked out of the room and closed the door.

Emile looked at Remy silently. Remy saw the present on Emile's bed.

"Was that for me?" Remy asked.

"Y-Yeah..." Emile muttered.

"You didn't have to be at my party," Remy said.

"I know... but I wanted to," Emile said.

"Why?" Remy questioned.

"I just... wanted to maybe impress you." Emile shrugged a bit. Remy sat down next to Emile.

"You always impress me, Emi." Remy smiled a bit.

"R-Really?"

"Mhm. You don't realize how much you deserve to be happy. You're always working and dealing with people's problems. I want you to take a break." Remy explained.

Emile scoffed. "I can't take a break, Remy. My patients need me."

"I know. I know." Remy nodded. "I can only do one thing though."

"And what's that?"

"This." Remy turned Emile's head and softly kissed Emile. Emile's eyes widened. Remy pulled away.

"...Wow." Emile muttered. He looked at the present next to him. "Um... here."

Emile handed Remy the present. Remy unwrapped it and opened the box. He saw a black book in it.

"What's this?" Remy asked.

"It's an album," Emile said.

"Album?"

"Yeah. Look inside." Emile said.

Remy pulled the album out and opened it. There were a lot of pictures of himself. Mostly with Emile or one of the other sides.

"Emi..." Remy muttered.

"I know it's not much, but-"

"I love it." Remy smiled a bit.

"Really?" Emile asked.

"Yeah, it's cool. Just like you." Remy said.

"I-I'm not cool," Emile said.

"I disagree." 

Emile was silent. He then laughed a bit. "You never give up, do you?"

"What can I say? I'm a stubborn b**ch." Remy said, making Emile laugh.

"Shut up." Emile smiled.

"Only if you kiss me and say yes to a question."

"What is the question?" Emile asked.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Emile's eyes widened. He smiled a bit. "Of course, dork."

"Whale p**is." Remy corrected.

"I am not saying what Remus says." Emile frowned.

"It was worth a try." Remy shrugged.

"You call that trying? Remy, you can't be serious."

"I'm not serious most of the time," Remy said.

Emile just rolled his eyes and kissed him. He pulled away. "Shut up."

"My lips are sealed," Remy smirked.

(Fun fact: I wrote this in like 20-30 minutes and it's over 800 words. This is my record)