It was Hershel's 18th birthday, but he didn't feel like doing anything. Every year, he would do something with Randall on his birthday, but Randall was no longer around...

He was sat on his bed, looking at pictures. "Randall..." He picked up his whole scrapbook of pictures of just him and Randall and held it close to him. Then he just let his tears fall. "Randall, i-it's all my fault..." He was angry. With himself. He could've saved him.

'I wish you would come back. I'm lonely without you.'

That wasn't all he regretted. For years, Hershel had a "little" crush on Randall. He never told him. He wished he had.

Then he heard a knock on the front door. He wiped his tears and went to go answer. The person he saw at the door was the last person he expected to see.

"You didn't think I'd miss your birthday, did you?"

It was Randall.

At first Hershel thought he was dreaming, he was pretty sure it was impossible, but he didn't want to question it.

He wasn't sure what to do, so he held onto Randall and pulls him close into his arms.

"Hershel, it's alright." Randall smiled slightly as he pulled back from the hug.

"Aw, Hersh, have you been crying? On your birthday?" He pouted.

"I was thinking about you."

"Well I'm here now."

"Randall I missed you so much." He started to tear up again.

"Hershel, no tears okay? I want to see happy Hershel." He smiled.

The two of them were sat up in Hershel's room.

"Randall, what actually happened to you down there?"

Randall told the whole story, how he survived, what happened to him, everything.

"I see..."

"What's this?" Randall picked up the scrapbook.

"I made it... after what happened."

Randall looked through it and smiled at all the pictures of them.

"This is really cute." Randall moved closer to Hershel and reached for his hand.

"Randall I'm really glad you're back. I wanted to leave, I wanted to run away. I felt it was my fault you were gone."

"Hershel listen, I don't want you to be blaming yourself. You couldn't do anything about it. Besides, I'm back now so it's okay."

Randall smiled.

"Come on Hersh, I haven't seen you smile yet, come on I've missed a whole year, you need to refresh my memory."

Randall leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"Come on, smile for me."

Hershel was blushing a lot at how close Randall was but he was smiling.

"There we go! I love seeing your smile, Hershel."

"O-Oh, I, uh-"

"Hershel can you close your eyes?"

"Why?"

"I have something for you. For your birthday."

Hershel closed his eyes and Randall got closer to him.

"Happy birthday." He whispered, as he pressed their lips together.

Hershel opened his eyes in shock. Randall was kissing him. He decides not to question it so he closed his eyes and pulled Randall closer.

"I've waited so long to be able to do that." Randall said with a smile.

"Randall, I've always... I've always kind of had feelings for you."

"Well duh, I know that." He smiled, satisfied. "Hershel can you stop being so cute? It's not very fair." He teases, the two of them lying down on the bed, Randall running his hand through Hershel's hair.

"I don't think so."

"Alright then, it's okay, I'm sure I'll be able to deal you being so adorable." He kissed Hershel's nose.

"Hey Hershel, have you heard the expression, 'if you love something set it free, if it comes back, it's yours'?"

"Yes."

"I guess this means I'm yours." He smiled. "Anyways, I'm sorry I couldn't bring you a real present for your birthday."

"I already have the best present I could ask for. You."

"Oh you're such a sap." He teased. "But I love you."

Yeah I know he got amnesia but let me dream okay ;-;