A/N: Hey guys, twice in 24 hours, aren't you lucky. I know I vanished for a little while but I am back now and I'm ready to work my lil butt off on these prompts and get them out ASAP. Things have been cray cray lately. Looking for work is hell and HEY WHAT'S UP TO JUST OVER 2 MONTHS ON T! Anyway guys, enjoy and don't forget to review and lemme know what you think.

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Can you do where Brett act all romantically for Chloe's birthday or something? Thanks...

Okay, so it's Chloe's birthday and I am totally fucked. I have no idea what to do or even give her as a present. I mean, I did get her a new camera but I don't feel like that's enough. I love her and I want to show her that, so, I did what any loving boyfriend would do...I went to her best friend.

"Really Brett?! Her birthday is today!"

"I know, I know. I'm horrible at this."

"Okay, calm down. You know what her favourite movie is right?"

I roll my eyes and scoff. "Yeah, it's that stupid Titanic crap."

Aubrey clears her throat. "Excuse me Mr. Titanic is a masterpiece and so romantic."

"Yeah, a horrible sinking and the death of your lover is really romantic." I deadpan.

I hear her sigh on the other end of the phone. "You are so lucky she's in class right now. Okay, here's what's going to happen, and you better be damn grateful because I don't do this for anyone. I will be home in ten minutes with ingredients to make spaghetti and I will set up a projector and white sheet in the living room. You will cook dinner and make the kitchen romantic."

I let out a sigh of relief. "You are a legend Aubrey. Thank you so much. I so owe you a coffee."

"You owe me a lot more than that buddy." She chuckles quietly.

"Understood El Capitano."

True to her word Aubrey was right on time. I took the groceries straight to the kitchen to prep. Chloe will be home in exactly half an hour, plenty of time. Once I've prepped the dinner Aubrey comes into the kitchen and looks me up and down.

"Shower and wear something nice but comfortable. No flannel."

I groan. "What then?"

She bites her lip and studies me for a minute. "Grey button up with the sleeves rolled and your black jeans will do."

I nod and mock a salute before heading upstairs to do as I'm told. Just as I head back into the kitchen I hear Chloe's car pull up outside. Aubrey rushes out the backdoor with a pat on my back. I take a deep breath and return to cooking as I hear the door open and close again.

"Hey baby. I'm home."

I smile and turn away from the stove to greet her. "Hey sweetheart. Happy birthday."

She wraps her arms around my shoulders and pecks me gently. "What's all this?"

"I'm making dinner and you are going to go shower while I finish."

She raises her eyebrow and smirks. "And you didn't burn down the kitchen? Who'd you call for help?"

I roll my eyes. "I can cook."

"Yeah, toast." She giggles and I narrow my eyes at her and send her upstairs with a slap to her butt.

I plate up the food and set the table, lighting a couple candles in the middle. I've just put the present on the table as Chloe comes back downstairs. "Wow, I take it back Mitchell, you've set the bar high for future birthdays though." She laughs as I pull her chair out for her before walking around the table to sit in mine.

We eat mostly with small talk of how our days were, classes and such. After dinner I clear the table and start on the dishes and I feel Chloe wrap here arms around me. "So? Where's my present?"

I smirk to myself because Chloe has never been patient when it comes to presents. "You'll have to wait till I've finished the dishes." I laugh and feel her pout against my shoulder.

I finish them as quickly as possible and turn to face her, cupping her cheeks and pulling her into a light kiss. "Go to the living room."

Her face lights up and she all but runs out there and I hear her gasp from the kitchen. I follow her out and lean against the doorframe smiling at her. "Brett, this is beautiful." She smiles, taking in the small blanket fort Bree made, complete with fairy lights draped over it. I have to hand it to Posen, she knows romance.

"Ah, but that's not all my love. We are going to watch a movie."

She looks at me shocked. "Brett Mitchell watching a movie willingly? You'd think it was my birthday or something." She laughs and I can't help but laugh with her as I stand up and pull her over to the fort, crawling in after her and setting up the movie.

"Titanic? I am so lucky to have you baby, honestly I never would have expected this from you."

"There's one more thing." I smile and hand her the camera. "I know you're old one was getting well...old."

She kisses my cheek. "Thank you baby."

"Well, I know you like movies and photography – "

"But you don't cook unless someone instructs you what to do." She cuts me off and looks at me sceptically. I swallow hard, knowing I've been busted asking for help. "You called Aubrey didn't you?"

I could have said no, but one look from those baby blues had me cracked. "Okay, yeah I called her, but only because I'm not good with romance or anything like that. I bought the camera on my own but I didn't think it was enough, and I wanted to be really romantic and I didn't know how, so – "

She cuts me off with a firm yet gentle kiss. "Honey, you romance me every day. I know you don't think you're good with words but every time you tell me you love me, you never just leave it there. You always go on a big romantic speech and it makes me melt, every time. Brett, this has been the best birthday ever."

I smile and look down to hide the blush painting my cheeks. "And you know it's good that you and Aubrey can work together for once."