A/N: It's my birthday and this is my present to myself. lol. Be nice and leave lots of nice reviews! Or tell me what you want to see in the future, or ways I can improve. Please review! :)

Lassiter stretched out in bed and was surprised to find he was alone. Opening his eyes, he checked for signs that Shawn had been there.

He showered and got ready for work. There was no sign of Shawn in the bathroom. The kitchen looked the exact same as it did the night before. Everything looked the same. First, it was odd for Shawn to be up before him at all, and second, Shawn usually left a note when he left.

Feeling a little sad, Lassiter left for work.
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While he was doing paperwork, his mood lifted slightly when a cupcake appeared in his line of vision. Though, he was noticeably less excited when he saw who was presenting him with the treat.

"Happy Birthday," Juliet said.

"Thanks." Lassiter accepted the gift.

Juliet leaned against the desk. "I haven't seen Shawn around today."

"Neither have I." Lassiter licked a bit of icing off his finger. "I think he forgot."

Juliet frowned. "That doesn't sound like him."

"Yeah, well it's no big deal."

Juliet patted Lassiter's arm. "Maybe he's just saving his big surprise for later."

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All was quiet when Lassiter returned home. He inspected the entire house for any small sign that Shawn had been there and hadn't forgotten his birthday.

Finding nothing, he sat on the couch and flipped on the TV. He didn't understand it. Shawn took off work to celebrate Groundhog day. He spent a week preparing for National Pineapple Day, a holiday Lassiter didn't think actually existed. He made up holidays on a whim. He celebrated the smallest anniversary like "the first time you tried one of my easy bake oven creations willingly" or "the anniversary of the time you ate one of the easy bake oven creations and didn't get food poisoning".

Not that Lassiter wanted a big celebration for his birthday, it would just be nice if the man he shared his bed with actually acknowledged the day.

The phone ringing shook Lassiter from his thoughts. "Hello?"

"Hey, babe. I'm sorry I'm not there. Something really important came up. Can you come down to the office?"

"I don't know. I was thinking about turning in early tonight," Lassiter replied, not in the mood to see Shawn.

"Please, Lassie. For me? This is really important," Shawn whined.

Lassiter sighed. "Fine. I'll be there in a couple of minutes." He wasn't quite sure why he agreed, except sometimes it was easier to give in than to argue with Shawn.

"Great! See you soon."

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Lassiter was annoyed by time he got down to the Psych office, and even more annoyed to see the lights were office.

"Hello?" he called out as he cautiously entered.

"Surpri... ow... damn..." Shawn muttered before the lights finally came on. "Surprise!" he yelled, with his arms above his head.

Lassiter had to laugh. Shawn's face, arms, and shirt were streaked with green and gold icing. Behind Shawn stood a three foot tall pineapple that looked like it was made entirely of frosting.

"Happy birthday, Lassie! Do you like it?" Shawn looked very proud of himself.

"You did this all yourself?"

Shawn nodded.

Lassiter smiled. "You've been working on this all day?"

Shawn nodded again. "I wanted to be done earlier but..."

He was cut off by a kiss from Lassiter. "It's perfect." He kissed Shawn again before pulling away. "You didn't use the easy bake oven, did you?"

Shawn laughed. "No. I learned my lesson. It's real cake from the bakery. I just decorated it."

"Good."

As Lassiter tasted the frosting on Shawn's lips, the cake was forgotten and he decided this was the best birthday ever.