Imagine~

Your sitting in the living room waiting for your dragon to return home from practice. After hours of waiting and wondering what he got you for your birthday, you can't help but have thoughts pop in your head about him and what he might do to you.
After waiting a while, he finally returns home. You run to the door, looking at him innocently. He faintly smiles at you in a sad and apologetic way. "I'm sorry, I'm really tired." He explains himself and kisses you on the forehead and heads to the master bedroom. Feeling disappointed, you stand at the end of the hallway, watching him tiredly close the door. You sigh and sit back on the couch, falling into a light sleep.

You wake up not long after to the faint sound of a piano playing. Following the magical sound, it leads you to the master bedroom. Opening the door, the music comes clear and beautiful. You find Yifan wearing a white tux sitting at the slick, elegant piano, moving his lithe fingers gracefully across the keys. He looks up at you with his dark brown orbs and smirks. Standing up slowly and walking to you, he grabs your hand and leads you to the large bed in the middle of the room. Laying you back on the bed and hovering over you, he grabs the red rose from the pillow next you. He glides it ever so gently on your neck to your chest. He leans in closer and whispers into your ear.

"Did you really think I would forget my baby's birthday?"

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