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so if you love me won't you let me know
Sep. 29th, 2012 09:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fanstheflameWho: Ino and GALE
What: Ridiculously cute romantic birthday fluff things
When: Backdated to 9/23
Where: Ino's house
Rating: PG13ish and eventually some FTB action hurr hurrthank you Crowley
Birthdays hadn't been a huge occasion for celebrating, back home in the Seam. The only one anyone even remotely rejoiced over was someone's eighteenth, because it meant they were no longer part of the Reaping - but even then, it meant they were eligible to work, and it signaled the end of one hard chapter and the start of another. Of course, they'd always tried to do something for birthdays in his house, anyway - one more year to be alive was nothing to sneeze at - but it had always been something small; a special dinner or a handmade gift of a new shirt or something needed and only vaguely frivolous. When money was as tight as it had been for the Hawthornes, that was still a pretty big deal, even if special dinner meant extra meat in the stew, or something smuggled across town from the Hob.
So it was no wonder that Gale felt a little awkward that afternoon, as he showed up to Ino's house with a bag over his shoulder. He'd brought everything extra he needed to make dinner, as well as the two gifts that Nora, Uru, and Once-ler had helped him with ... and it felt unnaturally extravagant, even for something he'd been reassured was "small". The message, though, he knew, was anything but ... which was exactly why he was okay with it. Breathing in slowly, he reached up and knocked on the door.
God, he hoped he wouldn't screw this up.
What: Ridiculously cute romantic birthday fluff things
When: Backdated to 9/23
Where: Ino's house
Rating: PG13ish and eventually some FTB action hurr hurr
Birthdays hadn't been a huge occasion for celebrating, back home in the Seam. The only one anyone even remotely rejoiced over was someone's eighteenth, because it meant they were no longer part of the Reaping - but even then, it meant they were eligible to work, and it signaled the end of one hard chapter and the start of another. Of course, they'd always tried to do something for birthdays in his house, anyway - one more year to be alive was nothing to sneeze at - but it had always been something small; a special dinner or a handmade gift of a new shirt or something needed and only vaguely frivolous. When money was as tight as it had been for the Hawthornes, that was still a pretty big deal, even if special dinner meant extra meat in the stew, or something smuggled across town from the Hob.
So it was no wonder that Gale felt a little awkward that afternoon, as he showed up to Ino's house with a bag over his shoulder. He'd brought everything extra he needed to make dinner, as well as the two gifts that Nora, Uru, and Once-ler had helped him with ... and it felt unnaturally extravagant, even for something he'd been reassured was "small". The message, though, he knew, was anything but ... which was exactly why he was okay with it. Breathing in slowly, he reached up and knocked on the door.
God, he hoped he wouldn't screw this up.