Hello everyone!
Well, it looks we are finally in 2021. So this marks the three and a half year mark of writing these stories. How time flies. I just would like to take this moment to thank you all for your continued support.
Anyway, back to this story. So, I'm kicking 2021 off with another family saga story for you. This one takes place after The Reluctant Babysitter (chapter 35) and before Lost. (chapter 37.) Basically, it's Steven remembering back to some of his more memorable, previous birthday's.
As mentioned, it is told from Steven's P.O.V and as usual, his thoughts will be in italics. Rating it T, although, it's mostly more suggestiveness more than anything.
Enjoy!
Steven groaned as he began to wake from his slumber, before blindly stretching his hand across the bed, looking for the warmth that should have been there beside him. Unfortunately, all he encountered was cold sheets, in the spot where his wife should have been.
At that realization, he finally cracked open his eyes.
As his vision cleared, he glanced at the clock that was flashing on Cynthia's bedside table. He furrowed his brow slightly as he took in the time; eight thirty in the morning, surely that's not right?
He rubbed his eyes, before once again glancing at the numbers that flashed on there. Nope, it is the right time. Usually, Cynthia wouldn't have even entertained the idea of budging at this time in the morning, but yet… A chuckle escaped him at the thought; Cynthia up before nine, if that isn't a birthday present in itself.
That's right, today was his thirty-sixth birthday.
It looked like another year had passed him by. Time seemed to be flying by. Although, I can't say I'm not content with where I am in life now.
He sighed, as his mind began to reminisce back to some of his more notable, previous birthdays.
The first birthday he really remembered with any clarity, was his seventh birthday, purely because his father had given him a special birthday present; a pokeball. He could recall the morning vividly.
He'd bounded out of bed full of youthful exuberance that morning, before dashing downstairs. He could remember the butler's amusement, as he high-tailed it past him down the stairs, nearly ploughing into him in the process.
"Sorry!" he shouted, as he continued ploughing on ahead, only to come to a sudden stop when he spotted his father standing in the sitting room, with a large smile gracing his lips.
"Happy birthday son."
As the words had left his father's lips, he'd felt his eyes widen, as he noticed the object he was holding out towards him.
A pokeball.
A pokeball containing his first pokemon.
He'd barely contained his growing excitement as he took the ball from his father's hand. He wasted no time in throwing it out in front of him, and as soon as the red light had cleared, he'd found himself staring into the single eye of his now, companion's first evolution form.
To say he'd been pleased would have been an understatement.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you father," he'd exclaimed, before embracing his father in a tight hug. He finally had his own pokemon; one, that would eventually become his closest companion.
It had indeed, been a very memorable birthday; that was for sure.
His fifteenth birthday, saw him finishing his preparations for his pokemon journey, which coincidently, would begin the next day.
Most children had started their adventures when they had turned ten, but he hadn't been interested at that age, as he'd been more invested in learning about stones and how to excavate them. In fact, pokemon battling hadn't really entered his mind at all at the time.
Of course, all that had changed a month prior to his birthday.
He'd been on his way back to the estate from an excavation trip, when he'd locked eyes with a backpacker. Of course, being a novice to the whole battling scene, he'd been really unsettled by the trainer's request, but what could he do?
It had been an extremely hard battle; one, that they had only just marginally won; but it was that taste of battle; that had fuelled his hunger for more.
Since then, he'd been preparing for his own adventure.
"Food Packets. Check. Pokegear. Check. Change of clothes. Check. Potions and Antidotes. Check. Poffins. Check. I think we got the most important things Beldum," he stated, as he nodded his head at the floating pokemon beside him.
Beldum gave an excited bob in agreement. He smiled in response, before laying a hand on its head.
"But more importantly, are you ready Beldum?" The steel pokemon gave another bob, before he nudged his arm. He couldn't help but smile at it. "Yeah, I'm ready too."
Even though he'd spent nearly all of his birthday planning and packing; with the thrill of a new adventure looming over him the next day, he couldn't say he hadn't minded it all.
For his eighteenth birthday, he'd spent the majority of the day digging in Granite Cave, in the hopes of finding some rare stones.
It hadn't been anything really spectacular, but it suited him. He'd been training a lot recently, so since it was his birthday, he'd decided to take a day off and focus on his hobby once again. Also, it had given his team a chance to relax as well.
It hadn't been a very thrilling birthday, as far as birthday's go, but he'd enjoyed himself, especially, since he left Granite Cave with a pocket full of evolution stones.
By the time his twenty-first birthday rolled around, he was now the celebrated champion of Hoenn. Even though he'd only been crowned four months prior to it, he was enjoying the new responsibilities that came with being the champion.
Despite not being interested in challenging for this position in his earlier years, he couldn't deny, that he'd made the correct decision in the end to try, because not only had it brought him a great thrill, but the new friends he'd made in the Elite Four, had more than made up for all his hard work.
"Happy birthday lad," Drake's booming voice greeted him, as he'd made his way into Ever Grande City that morning.
"Indeed, felicitations young man," Glacia chimed in, before he'd been engulfed into a very tight hug by a blur of purple.
"Happy birthday!" Phoebe squealed, before releasing him. "Come on Steven, we have presents for you in the other room and also, Glacia baked a cake! I can't wait to try it, it looks so delicious."
"Hey Phoebe, let the man breathe for Arceus' sake," Sidney chuckled, as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "He's only just got here."
"Shut it Sidney," Phoebe replied, shooting the dark type user a sharp glare for good measure.
"Now now children, this is Steven's day," Glacia exclaimed, as she shook her head in annoyance.
"But he started it Glacia!" Phoebe cried, as she pointed an excusing finger at the dark type specialist.
"What?" Sidney exclaimed back, clearly bewildered by the ghost type trainer's accusations. "I'm not the one that physical attacked Steven just as he entered."
"I was excited! Sue me!"
"Now now you two, what did Glacia just say?" Drake finally cut through the ongoing disagreement between the two younger Elite Four members.
"But Drake, you gotta' admit, she does go way overboard right?" Sidney exclaimed again.
"I do not! Sidney you are such a…"
He couldn't help but chuckle at their antics. Despite how noisy his new friends could be, he couldn't deny, that it was a refreshing change for him t spend his birthday with others, as usually, he'd spend the day in his own company or with close family.
It had indeed been a different, but good birthday that year. And yes, the cake had been really delicious too.
His twenty-fourth birthday was one that he at first, had been reluctant to even celebrate, purely thanks to Wallace.
The then, Sootoplois gym leader, had decided for some reason, that he was going to throw him a birthday party. Why he had, was still a complete mystery to him, even to this day.
"Wallace; it's not even a special birthday."
Of course, Wallace; being the over zealous person he was; wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"Nonsense, every birthday is a special birthday my friend."
"Maybe, but I just don't see why you need to make such a big fus…"
"Don't worry about it my friend, everything has all been arranged, in fact, the only thing you have to do is turn up."
He didn't know why he'd even bothered making any complaints, because they'd all fallen on deaf ears. So, donning his best suit, he'd attended the party.
As far as parties go, to him, it had been pretty boring; well, that was until the unexpected arrival of the Sinnoh champion.
He hadn't expected her to attend; in fact, he didn't even think Wallace would have had the audacity to even invite her, but once again, the Sootopolis gym leader had proved him wrong.
However, despite the surprise of her appearance, he couldn't deny that he hadn't been thrilled to see her.
"Cynthia," he greeted her, as she came to a stop in front of him. "It's so good to see you again." He ran a hand across the back of his neck sheepishly. "Forgive me, but if I had known you were coming, I would have arranged to meet you."
"Hello Steven," she greeted in response, before pushing a stray strand of hair back behind her ear. "It's so good to see you too; and yes, I could have informed you, but I wanted it to be a surprise; it is your birthday after all."
He couldn't help but smile at her cheekiness.
He'd met the Sinnoh champion late last year, when she'd challenged him to a battle, during her visit to Hoenn. He couldn't deny that at first, he'd been rather floored by her boldness, but after his initial fluster had dissipated, he'd agreed to her request.
Ever since that day, they'd kept in frequent contact with each other, something of which, he'd been more than thrilled about.
"Well, I'm really glad you could make it," he finally replied, before sending her a bright smile. "So, would you like a drink?"
The smile she gave him in response; could have brightened even the darkest of rooms.
So, for the remainder of his birthday, he'd spent his time dancing and chatting with Cynthia. He'd even walked her back to her hotel after the party had finally broken up.
"Thank you Steven." She leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, before turning and heading into her hotel with a parting wave.
He felt his face flare in response to her actions; whilst his cheek tingled from where her lips had connected with his skin. He raised a hand to touch the area, before a wide smile stretched across his lips.
Despite his early reluctance to celebrate his birthday in such a fashion, looking back on it now, he did owe Wallace big time. If it hadn't been for him throwing that party, he may not have finally realized that his feelings for the Sinnoh champion; had gone way beyond platonic.
His twenty-fifth birthday, was actually, one of his most memorable ones; as it was his first birthday spent with Cynthia, as his girlfriend.
Five months prior, he'd finally worked up the nerve to kiss the Sinnoh champion, whilst taking a stroll around Lake Acuity. It had been a giant leap of faith on his part, but much to his satisfaction and relief, she'd reciprocated his affections.
They'd been together ever since.
However, with them both being champions' of their respective regions, taking the time to visit each other, had been rather complicated; but despite the distance, they had found a way to make it work.
On this occasion, Cynthia had flown into Mossdeep the day before, in anticipation of celebrating his birthday with him, something of which, he'd been looking forward to; in fact, for the first time in his life, he was actually looking forward to celebrating his birthday.
"Hello birthday boy!" Cynthia exclaimed, as he awoke to her smiling face looming above him that morning.
A wide smiled overcame him.
"Thank you beautiful," he replied, before leaning up to place his lips against hers.
"You're welcome," she hummed in response, as their lips finally separated. "So, come on lazy bones, I've got things planned for today." She patted his chest, before throwing the blankets off of them and rolling out of bed.
Once she was stood up, she turned back towards him; entwining her hand with one of his, before giving it a tug.
"Come along Mr Stone, we've got some celebrating to do." She gave him a wink, before tugging on their entwined hands again.
He couldn't help but chuckle at her excitement, before rising from the bed and following along behind her.
It turned out that she actually did have plans, something of which; still amazed him to this day, because how she'd managed to plan everything, whilst living in a completely different region, had been nothing short of incredible.
So, after finishing the breakfast she'd so lovingly cooked for him, they'd spent the rest of the morning and better part of the afternoon, privately relaxing in the hot springs in Lavaridge Town.
The hot springs was such a popular destination, getting a reservation in itself could be extremely difficult to acquire, but to book out the springs entirely for just the two of them? That was nothing short of a miracle.
He'd briefly wondered how Cynthia had managed to convince Flannery to allow them to do this, as he was quite sure, she'd never even met the gym leader before.
"I have my ways," she'd slyly replied when he'd asked.
He had to hand it to his girlfriend; she was full of surprises.
Several hours later; fully relaxed and refreshed, they'd flown to Mauville City, where Cynthia had treated him to a birthday meal.
It had been late evening, before they'd finally returned to Mossdeep. However, instead of immediately returning to his house, she'd led him to lay with her, in a patch of land just behind the Space Centre; where they'd spent most of the evening star gazing, whilst chatting to each other in whispered tones.
At one point, she turned onto her side to face him, before moving her head so that her lips were hovering by his ear.
"I love you," she'd whispered into his ear, before leaning back.
He could feel himself freeze at her confession, before warmth began to spread through him like a wildfire. It was the first time she'd said that to him, something of which, filled him with extreme joy.
Once he'd finally regained his ability to move, he turned onto his side to lock gazes with her, before leaning forward to whisper in her ear.
"I love you too."
As he'd leant back to lock gazes with her once more, the bright smile she gave him, was enough to make him take in a deep breath, something of which she stole a moment later, when she'd crushed her lips to his.
Shortly after their confessions, they'd returned to his house, where he'd spent the remainder of the night in her loving arms.
It had definitely been a memorable birthday, one; that he would never forget.
By his twenty-seventh birthday, he was finally married to the love of his life.
He'd actually proposed to her, just after his twenty-sixth birthday, and much to his immense relief, she'd accepted. They'd been married for just under a month by the time his birthday arrived, but he didn't think he could be anymore content with his life.
"Steven…"
He released a content sigh, before burying his face further into his pillow. A chuckle came from beside him, before he felt the sensation of something running through his hair.
"Steven…"
Still caught in the void between wakefulness and dreamland, he released a low hum in response to the whisper of his name. Another chuckle came from beside him, before he felt the sensation of a soft pair of lips press against his.
Now he was awake.
"Well, good morning birthday boy."
He hummed again, as he rubbed at his tired eyes, trying to wake himself up.
"Morn…woah," he trailed off, as he finally opened his eyes. What he saw awaiting him, immediately took away his ability to speak.
"So birthday boy, what do you think?"
"Uh…" he eventually managed to stutter out, before words seemed to fail him again.
He was sure he must have sounded like a right idiot, but honestly, he didn't think he could have found anything to say, that could've adequately described what he was actually thinking. He knew she was beautiful, but this article of clothing she was wearing, just seemed to make her even more so. Could I even call this clothing though?
Perhaps clothing wasn't the appropriate word here, because there wasn't a chance in hell that he would allow her to even step foot outside of their bedroom dressed like that. Call him possessive, but he'd damn well make sure no one would ever see her like this, apart from him.
"Speechless I see," she chuckled, before crawling on top of him. "Good. That was what I was hoping for," she huskily whispered; her lips hovering a dangerous level above his. "Happy birthday husband." With that, she finally closed the remaining distance between their lips.
They'd spent the majority of the day in bed; something of which, he'd had no complaints about whatsoever. Well, we'd still been newlyweds after all.
It really had been a happy birthday.
By the time his twenty-ninth birthday came around, he'd become a proud father to a little boy.
Little Jayden Stone had been conceived not long after his last birthday. The announcement had turned their whole world upside down at the time, but it had indeed, been a welcome surprise.
Of course, since Jayden's birth two-months prior, he'd been so busy; he hadn't realized that his birthday had come around. If it hadn't been for his wife, he may have forgotten completely.
"Happy birthday love," Cynthia exclaimed, as she strolled over to the bed with Jayden in her arms that morning.
As he'd sat up against the headboard, she leant over to place a quick kiss upon his lips.
"Thank you love," he replied, before running a hand across the back of his neck. "To be honest, with everything that has been going on, I completely forgot."
"I thought you might have," she chuckled. "But it's a good job me and Jayden here remembered, isn't it?" With that, she sat on the edge of their bed, before turning the little boy to face him.
He couldn't help but chuckle, as he caught sight of the words written across the front of the boy's baby grow.
"'It's my daddy's birthday' huh?" he chuckled again, before reaching out to take the boy from his mother's arms, in order to rest him against his chest. "Does this now mean I'll have to get one with mummy's birthday on?"
Cynthia chuckled, as she leant over to press her lips against his again.
"Well, you do have three months to find one."
He smirked at her response. Oh, I'll find one alright.
And find one he did.
When the big thirty came around; he actually spent the day, cooped up at home with his fourteen-month old son and heavily pregnant wife.
Despite Wallace's protests about not celebrating the big milestone, he'd vehemently brushed aside his complaints. Cynthia had just entered her eighth month of pregnancy; so she was in no fit state to be celebrating on a grand scale. On top of that, he had a young son to keep an eye on, especially now, since he'd learnt to walk.
Jayden had been crawling long before that, but it had now been two months since he'd discovered the wonder of walking, and how it could get him to places he couldn't reach when he'd been crawling.
Besides, even if he had agreed to Wallace's demands and been willing to celebrate, he would have been too exhausted to enjoy it anyway.
However, despite not actually leaving the house at all on his birthday, he couldn't deny that he hadn't enjoyed it.
"You know, I think this birthday, actually marks a milestone for me," he remarked, as he tightened his arm around his wife, before splaying his palm flat against her rather, prominent baby bump.
Cynthia tilted her head upwards to lock gazes with him.
"Oh?"
He nodded his head
"Indeed it is," he replied, before patting his son's back lightly, as he began to stir on his chest. "As this is the first time I have ever said no to Wallace; and actually got away with it."
The sound of his wife's laughter; was something he never got tired of hearing.
"Good." With that, she leant upwards to hover her lips over his. "You're learning," she whispered, before finally connecting their lips.
Oh yes I am.
His thirty-first birthday, saw him sat on Sandgem Beach, watching his two-year old son play in the sand, whilst his wife sat beside him, with his eleventh-month old daughter in her lap.
Amethyst Stone had finally made her appearance, three weeks after his last birthday, much to his elation. The little girl was the spitting image of her mother, (apart from her eyes, which were all his;) but as far as he was concerned, she was perfect.
Since they hadn't really celebrated his previous birthday, Cynthia had suggested that this year, they take a trip to Sandgem to make up for it. Even though he'd told her it didn't really matter, his protests fell on deaf ears.
Not that he hadn't appreciated his wife's sentiments, far from it; in fact, seeing the excitement and wonder that was displayed across his two children's faces, meant more to him, than his actual birthday.
"Dada!" Jayden called out to him, as he stumbled over towards him, as fast as his little legs could carry him. "Dada look!" From where he was sat, he could see the little boy was carrying something in his right hand. "Dada look; rock!" Jayden exclaimed, as he finally reached him, before crawling into his lap and holding the stone up for him to see.
He could hear his wife give a sharp bark of laughter.
"He is definitely your son Steven," she chuckled.
He couldn't help but chuckle at her words as well, before turning his whole body and Jayden (who was still sat in his lap) around, in order to face her.
"Oh? And what gave you that impression love?"
"Hmm…" She tapped a finger playfully against her chin. "Where do I begin?"
He chuckled again, before averting his attention back to the little boy sat in his lap. As if sensing that he was now looking at him, Jayden raised his gaze upwards, his bright blue irises locking onto his.
"Dada like my rock?" Jayden asked again, as he raised the stone upwards once more.
He smiled widely, before leaning down to plant a kiss atop of his head. Oh yeah, definitely my son.
"I absolutely love it."
Jayden gave him a wide smile, before switching his gaze to his mother.
"Mum and Am'yst like my rock too?"
"It's very beautiful Jayden," Cynthia replied; as she brushed her fingers through the hair on the little girl's head, before leaning down to plant a kiss atop of it. "I'm sure Amethyst agrees too."
The little girl glanced upwards before her eyes returned to his; her little arms reaching out towards him as they did. A smile touched his lips, as he unwound one hand from around his son, in order to reach out and grasp one of her tiny little hands in his.
"D...D..Da..da."
His eyes immediately widened, at the sound of his name coming from the little girl.
"Da...da," Amethyst repeated again, this time slightly louder and more confident than the last time. "Dada."
He could feel moisture instantly flood into the corner of his eyes, as a bright smile overcame him at the sound of his daughter's first words. Hearing her speak, had just made his birthday even more memorable than it already was, in fact, it was the best present he could have hoped for.
As his eyes locked with those of his wife, the bright smile she gave him in return, was one that would be engrained in his memories forever.
He sighed, as a few happy tears leaked from the corner of his eyes. He didn't think life could get any better than this.
Last year's birthday, was pretty much spent, the same way as his thirtieth, albeit, under different circumstances.
With Cynthia being pregnant again, plus having two young children, who were at a very curious and energetic age; he hadn't fancied doing anything extravagant.
But despite not really doing anything for it, he still found it to be one of his most memorable ones, as the day before it; he'd been given some news, that he couldn't stop smiling at.
"Do you think we should tell everyone about it being twins?"
"Well, since it's your birthday, I think you should make the decision," Cynthia replied, before running a hand across his chest.
He heaved a content sigh, as he ran his fingers through her long, golden tresses.
"Hmm…well in that case, I think we should keep it a surprise," he replied, before a chuckle escaped him. "I can just imagine the looks now."
"Hmm…indeed," she agreed, before burying her face further into the crook of his neck. "Although, I hope you realize, that there'll be hell to pay for keeping it a secret, don't you?"
"Hmm…I'm sure we'll manage," he chuckled again, before placing a kiss atop of her head.
She chuckled in return, before lifting her head off his chest in order to gaze into his eyes.
"Happy birthday love," she remarked, before leaning down to place her lips upon his.
It really, really was.
A smile touched his lips, as his trip down memory lane of his previous birthdays' came to an end. I really have had some memorable birthdays.
As he continued to lie there; his ears finally picked up on some faint noises coming from downstairs. No doubt the rest of the household had something planned for him today, something that they'd probably been planning for the last couple of days.
He chuckled at the realization, before finally getting out of bed. Well, better not keep them waiting any longer.
As he made his way downstairs; just as his feet touched the ground floor, he was met by a loud of; "Happy birthday!" before he felt his two older children barrel into him.
"Happy birthday dad," Jayden cheerily greeted him.
"Likewise father," Amethyst chimed in as well.
He slung an arm over each of their shoulders; hugging them closer to him, before leaning down to give them both a kiss atop of their heads.
"Thank you both."
As he lifted his head once again, his eyes locked with those of his wife, who was standing across the room, holding their two seven month-old twins in her arms. She gave him a loving smile; one, that he couldn't help but shoot her in response.
"We've been waiting for you to come down," Amethyst exclaimed, as his attention returned to his oldest daughter.
"Indeed we have father," Jayden remarked, as he gazed up towards him with a bright smile. "I can't wait for you to open the present I got you."
"Me too. You are going to love mine," Amethyst chimed in, her eyes shining in excitement.
"You'll open mine first though, won't you father?" Jayden remarked again, only to receive a sharp glare from his sister.
"No way Jayden, mine should be first," she snapped back, causing her brother to glare at her in response.
"I'm the oldest, so I should give my present first."
"No chance Jayden! Have you ever heard of ladies first?"
"Amethyst; Jayden." At the sound of the stern calling of their names, both children immediately ceased their bickering. "What have I said about bickering?"
"Sorry mum," both children replied, albeit rather sheepishly.
"Now, your father has only just woken up. Let's let him enjoy the breakfast we have made for him first; then we can decide on present giving after; okay?"
There was a united, "yes mother," before each child released their arms from around him.
"Come on dad, we all made you a special birthday breakfast," Jayden excitedly exclaimed, before heading in the direction of the kitchen.
"Indeed father, even Ruben and Amber helped," Amethyst joined in, as she followed after her older brother.
As both children bounded into the kitchen, Cynthia walked closer towards him, before coming to a stop, a few mere inches in front of him.
"Now it's my turn to wish the birthday boy a happy birthday."
Before he could respond in anyway, he felt the press of her lips against his. No matter how many years they'd been together, she could still take his breath away.
However, unfortunately, their blissful moment was cut short, when he felt a little hand pat his cheek, before a foot connected with his ribs. He groaned at the impact, before reluctantly pulling away from his wife.
"Happy birthday Steven," Cynthia breathless announced, when she'd fully parted from him.
"Thank you my love," he replied with a bright smile, before averting his attention to the little bundle; that was quite demanding of his attention. "Hey little trouble," he cooed, as he removed the wriggling Amber out of her mother's arms. "You want to wish me a happy birthday too huh?"
He received a loud gurgle and another pat to the cheek in response; so he assumed that was a yes.
"Well then Mr Stone, shall we start the celebrations?" his wife asked, as his attention was once again drawn to her. "The children have been most eager to give you their gifts after all."
He couldn't help but chuckle at her remarks.
"We better had I suppose," he replied, before a little smirk touched his lips, as he raised an eyebrow in her direction. "Not you though?"
"Of course I am. What kind of wife would I be otherwise?" she replied, before her eyes lowered slightly, as she moved her lips up next to his ear. "Although, I do also have a special present for you, but you'll have to wait until the children are asleep to find out what it is," she whispered huskily into his ear, before leaning backwards and giving him a wink.
A little flush overcame him, as she strode past him with a content Ruben in her arms. As he turned to watch her retreating form, he could feel a smirk tug at the corner of his lips. I'm looking forward to that my dear.
He was immediately brought out of his lascivious thoughts, by another pat to the cheek coming from the little girl in his arms. As he glanced downwards, he was met with a pair of bright blue irises gazing up at him.
"So trouble, shall we go and join the rest of the family for breakfast?" He received another gurgle in response. "Well then, let's go." He shifted Amber into a more comfortable position, before striding towards the kitchen, to where the rest of his family was waiting for him.
Well, it looks like this year is going to be another memorable birthday. He smiled at the thought. He just hoped, that there'd be many more to come in the future.
Well there we go everyone, hope you enjoyed this random piece of fluff.
I have left a few things to your imagination, especially, his twenty seventh birthday surprise, plus I'll let you decide what he gets for this year's.
Requests still welcome. Now to think of what to do next?
P.S. I am looking for an artist out there who would be willing to make a cover for this story, if anyone is interested, let me know, I think it deserves a picture after nearly four years I think.
Plus, if anyone is interested in setting up a chat group or something about this pairing let me know. This couple needs more support, plus it'd be amazing to speak to more fans.
