"You're getting a bit sloppy in your old age Mr. Zala," Cagalli spoke to the man still laying in bed as she was getting dressed.
"I'm not that old," Athrun grumbled into his pillow in his half awake state.
"You should tell your face that," she said hinting for him to shave his newly acquired beard.
"Says the one who's turning thirty five today, while I'm still a strapping thirty four," the man said in a cocky tone as he flipped over to look at her.
Cagalli tried to hide her smirk as she went to her bedside table to get her ring and put it in. In one swift motion Athrun grabbed her stretched out hand and she was now laying under him on the bed.
"Happy birthday Mrs. Zala," Athrun purred in a husky tone, before kissing his wife. Their moment was short lived when they heard their kids approaching their room.