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Mischa felt Corey put his hands over his eyes and he laughed a little, prying Corey's hands away and from his face and looked up to his shorter boyfriend, smiling.
“Happy birthday Mischa!” Corey exclaimed excitedly, sitting down next to his boyfriend, and pulling a bottle of vodka out of his bag.
“Here! For you!” he said before Mischa could thank Corey for the ‘happy birthday'.
“Thanks Coco!” he said teasingly and Corey rolled his eyes. “Don't call me that!”
“Anyway, I also wrote you a rap… it's not much I know, but I hope you like it.” Corey said, not meeting Mischa's eyes.
Mischa smiled at Corey and grabbed his phone, listening to the song.
In all honesty, it was shitty rap calling Mischa his shawty, but that's exactly the kind of music he liked, and he loved it a lot.
Tears of joy welled up in his eyes, and he saw Corey panic. “If you don't like it I can write you something else or-” but Mischa cut him with a kiss.
The two pulled away and sat like that for a few minutes, then Noel walked over to their table 10 minutes late for lunch.
Mischa turned his head and grinned at Noel, patting the spot beside him.
Noel smiled and walked over, kissing Mischa's cheek and wishing him a happy birthday.
“Why were you late?” Mischa asked, tilting his head.
“Oh, I was just adding the finishing touches to your gift! I hope you like it!” he said, and pulled out a book from his bag.
Mischa looked at him confused, and then opened the book up to see pictures of the three of them together on each page, each with a short poem next to it.
It reminded him off his mother, and how she always kept his photos in a book like this, and he teamed up for the second time that day, and soon he felt warm tears sliding down his face.
He looked over at Noel and hugged him, crying on his shoulder while Corey rubbed his back.
After a few moments his tears dried up and he pulled away, looking over at his two boyfriends.
“I love you two.” he said quietly.
“I love you too,” the two replied at the same time, laughing a little.
So the three continued on with their lunch and waited for the day to end, so they could go to the cafe, eat cake, and be around people Mischa loves.