A/N: So it's been a little while but I'm back with a new chapter! I've been busy with school and exams and all of that lame stuff. Also I have a bunch of ideas and I'm never sure which one I want to write about specifically. But I have one for this chapter and I hope you like it! Please keep reviewing; it really makes me want to write more when I see them. Thanks for reading!

Things had been…different since Stiles and Lydia had gotten back together over Christmas break. Things weren't bad by any means but it was definitely taking time for them to fall back into their routines and such. But they were still very much in love and they expressed it often to one another. Things were different and they said "I love you" so much because they wanted to make sure the other one was still in one hundred percent and that neither of them was going to go anywhere. And after a couple of months Stiles was really ready to prove to her that he wasn't going anywhere.

Lydia groaned and tried to snuggle deeper into the covers of the full size bed as she was woken up by the shifting weight in the bed. It signified that her source of warmth was leaving the bed and that she would eventually have to get up too.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" He asked as he stopped mid movement from getting out of bed.

"Yeah, but it's alright." She said rolling over to face him, eyes barley opened and heavy with sleep.

"Sorry, but at least you can go back to sleep for a while." He said placing a hand on her head and rubbing her forehead slightly with his thumb, she smiled softly at the gentle touch.

"Mhm." She yawned and nodded softly.

"I got to get going, but I'll see you in the afternoon." His hand still resting on the side of her face, she was gorgeous and she looked so tired. How he wish he could spend the whole day next to her, sleeping in, watching Netflix, cuddling, and other things. But he'd have to wait a few days until that, it was Thursday and he'd have to wait for one of their lazy Saturday or Sunday mornings together.

"Alright, I'll see you later then." She told him, showing off a lazy smile.

"Mhm and remember we're going out tonight."

"Seriously, we don't have to go out."

"Of course we do" he smiled down at her "it's your birthday!" He happily announced to her, she responded with an eye roll and a groan.

"Stilesssss." She moaned into the pillow.

"Seriously, its mandatory that we celebrate it. So be ready by six, I already made reservations."

"Fine." She said looking back up at him, a small smile on her face. Maybe she hated getting older, but she didn't mind being doted on.

"Happy birthday." He smiled kissing her on the forehead before trying to get out of the bed again.

"Hey, wait." She said tugging his tee shirt, making him turn back towards her.

"What?" He asked before she wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, bringing him close so she could give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I love you." She said as he got out of the bed and headed to the closet, grabbing what he was going to wear for the day.

"I love you too, have a good day." He smiled before closing the bathroom door behind him. She got comfortable once again, and drifted back to sleep almost immediately.

An hour and a half later her alarm went off and sunlight was drifting into the room from the window. She was happy that she only had to spend one hour in office hours required for her to do as a TA and she only had two classes on Thursdays and one was canceled.

After an hour of getting ready she finally emerged from the bedroom and walked towards the apartment's kitchen in search of something to eat for breakfast. Allison was there, making something on the stove and there were pink and purple balloons and crepe paper everywhere as well as one somewhat large "Happy Birthday" sign.

"Oh my god." Lydia exclaimed, causing Allison to turn around.

"Happy Birthday Lydia!" Allison squealed, tackling her friend in a hug.

"What is all of this exactly?" Lydia questioned after the hug.

"Um it's for your birthday." The brunette said in a "duh" tone as she returned to the stove. "Would you like some chocolate chip pancakes? I know they're your favorite."

"If you insist." Lydia said in her best annoyed tone as she took a seat at the eat-in bar of the kitchen. "Okay who's did all of this? Did he do this all himself?"

"He might have had a little help."

"You guys are nuts, it's just a twenty second birthday."

"Don't even try to complain because you know you love being doted on." Allison informed her.

"True. But I guess I don't get why you guys do so much for me."

"Because you're awesome, intelligent, beautiful and we all love you." Allison said as she set down a plate of pancakes in front of Lydia and one for herself. "Stiles, especially."

"I know I can't believe he still puts up with me though."

"I think you could murder a kitten in front of him and he would still love you unconditionally." Allison dug a fork into her stack of pancakes.

"True. Hey you guys aren't like planning a surprise party or anything are you? Because I would not be okay with that." That she was sure about, a surprise party was never something she wanted, too stressful.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Allison."

"No, actually, so don't worry. Just enjoy your day. Oh I think your parents sent you something too by the way. It came in the mail yesterday; I wanted to wait to give it to you." After eating breakfast and opening the card from her parents (loaded with gift cards to her favorite various stores and restaurants) she proceeded with her daily duties. She was very pleased to receive a dozen red roses from Stiles during her office hours, displaying them on her spacious desk so that everyone who walked by to wish her a happy birthday could see them. The message he sent with them was precious too:

Lydia,

You are my favorite person and I hope these help you have a wonderful birthday.

Love,

Stiles, your awesome boyfriend

She then was able to return to the apartment after lunchtime, finally in a good mood about today being her birthday, even if it was a bit cold and miserable out. Scott was in his and Allison's room listening to music or playing video games or something. There was mail with her name on it, but she decided to open everything later when Stiles was there, he'd be mad if she did all by herself. Lydia decided to lounge on the couch and catch up on some of the shows she had recorded on the DVR. After watching for a few hours the doorbell rang and a woman delivered an Edible Arrangement with various fruit (some even chocolate dipped) that ended up being from Stiles' father. Around four o clock the door opened causing Lydia to pry her eyes from the TV.

"Hey!" It was Stiles and he had a goofy grin spread across his face as he walked in and shut the door behind him, he walked to the door of their bedroom and threw it inside before sitting down next to Lydia on the couch.

"Hey." She said amused by his cheesy smile. "Why are you so chipper?"

"Because it's your birthday and I finally get to see you!" He replied as he pulled her into his lap, arms wrapped around her waist as she leaned into him, kissing him first and then wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head against the side of his.

"Well it happens every year you know. But I'm glad that you're so happy to see me." She breathed in the scent of the cologne she had bought for him for Valentine's Day as she closed her eyes and ran a few fingers through his hair. God she loved him, even lately, despite all of their frequent arguments and bouts of bickering. He was just…comfort to her, everything.

"I'll always be happy to see you." He told her honestly as he lightly ran one of his hands absentmindedly against her leg. "Even if I'm mad at you." She giggled. "No seriously." He said, pausing causing her to look at him in the eye, carefully.

"I know."

"I mean it. It doesn't matter how angry I am with you, which I doubt will ever happen again, or how annoyed, upset, or afraid I am…I'm always going to be happy to see you. You're always going to be the person I'm happiest to see."

"I know, because I feel the same way. I love you." She smiled softly, placing her lips gently on his as he felt the light weight in his pocket become slightly heavier, but he knew it wasn't quite time just yet.

"So do you want to do anything else today, other than go out to dinner?"

"No…not really. Just dinner, come back and watch some Breaking Bad or Arrested Development with you…maybe do some other things with you." She said, placing soft kisses on his neck making shudder a bit.

"Well I mean it's your birthday, not going to argue with you about it."

"Smart move, it's been two weeks. Way too long in my opinion. You work too much." She sighed closing her eyes as her head continued to rest against his.

"It's better than being broke." He spoke as simply as he could, careful with his words.

"Well at least you don't hate it I guess." He did kind of hate it actually, he helped with the technical support at the college and sometimes he even helped tutor in the student resource center, but he knew it would be worth it. "So where are we going tonight for dinner?"

"Uh only you're favorite restaurant."

"No, seriously that's too expensive we really don't have to go there."

"I got it covered, promise. Now that I have all of this money from working I might as spend it on my girlfriend on her birthday right?"

"You're too good for me." She replied right before kissing him fervently on the lips, moving from her sitting position on his lap to one of straddling. A few moments later there was a cough from the kitchen, catching the couple off guard.

"Having a good birthday?" Scott asked a smirk on his face as he popped a grape from her edible bouquet that she had gotten earlier.

"Actually, yes. Well of course until you interrupted me just now and until I saw you eating my present." She got up from her position on top of Stiles and walked to the kitchen area moving the gift away from Scott.

"Who gave you that?" Stiles asked as he got off of the couch.

"Your dad wasn't that so nice of him. It was even prettier before Scott ate it."

"Yeah oh my god that's awesome. My dad is usually terrible with gifts so this is perfect." Stiles pointed out, making Lydia giggle a bit.

"Maybe Scott's mom helped him pick something out." Lydia wondered aloud alluding to the flirtation-ship that seemed to have form between Scott's mom and Stiles' dad over the past few years. Both of the guys had conflicted looks on their faces, unsure of what to say. "Hey if they did get together you guys would be brothers." Their faces turn from confused to happy and accepting making Lydia smile, it was like they were still ten years old sometimes.

After a while Lydia and Stiles got ready to go out to the restaurant for her birthday dinner. Lydia dressing in an emerald green, lacy, somewhat low cut, curve hugging dress with nude heels. Stiles opted for a simple sweater and khaki pants.

"You look great babe, that dress makes your eyes super green and I love it." He told her when she opened the door from the bathroom, he totally saw her cheeks flush at the compliment but she quickly rebounded.

"You're really looking at my eyes? In this dress?" She smiled as she pointed to the cleavage that the dress highlighted.

"Well they aren't the only things I'm looking at if that's what you're asking. But seriously I totally noticed your eyes first." He said honestly and that made Lydia happy and awestruck, he was so perfect.

Once they made it to the restaurant they were seated immediately right across from one another next to a wall length window in the modern building. They talked about how their days had gone and how Lydia was still working on that mathematical theorem when she had the time and how Stiles really wanted to go to Europe soon. They basically talked about everything and anything, just like they always did. Dinner tasted fantastic and even though she was full Stiles insisted on dessert, but only if he promised not to tell anyone it was her birthday, she would die of embarrassment.

"Hey can I ask you a question?" Stiles asked as Lydia swallowed a bite of the cheesecake they were sharing.

"Um, yeah sure what is it?" She said a bit confused, usually he would just ask if he had a question, not ask for permission.

"Woo, okay, here goes." He said softly as he took a deep breath and got out of his seat her face still construed, unsure of what was going on. But then suddenly he was standing up and her brows knitted together as he angled her chair towards him. Then he grabbed her hands making her stand up.

"Stiles what are you d-oh my god." She gasped as soon as she saw him get down on one knee, placing her right hand over her mouth in shock as Stiles was holding her left.

"Lydia Martin, I've loved you for a long time and I've known you even longer. I literally can't remember a time when you weren't somehow affecting my life. You were around when my mom died and when we went through all of that craziness in high school. And that stuff was terrible but I wouldn't change any of that because that's how we became friends and then eventually more than friends. And I know things aren't as simple and easy as they used to be with us, we've got stuff to work on. But I love you so much. I want you to be there with me through whatever for the rest of my life too. You're the only woman I've ever been with and the only one I ever want to be with. I don't want anyone else, I don't want to see you with anyone but me. If you say yes I promise I will work every single day to be the best husband I can possibly because I know you'll be the best wife a guy could have. So Lydia," he started as he reached for his pocket, grabbing the ring box and opening it as she wiped at her eyes that were flowing fast "will you marry me?"

"Yes! Yes of course I will." She said without hesitation through her tears of joy and happiness as he placed the ring on her finger. A few nearby patrons clapped for the newly engaged couple as Stiles stood up and caressed her cheeks softly as he kissed her chastely.

"Are you alright?" He asked quietly as they pulled away and her tears were still falling.

"Yes, yes I'm so happy. These are tears of joy. Oh my god." She was overcome with emotion, shock and pure elation as she fanned her face. "I love you." She kissed him, arms wrapped around his neck. "I love you." She kissed him again. "I love you." And again.

"I love you too." He kissed her cheek as she admired the ring on her finger.

"It's so beautiful Stiles." It was simple, elegant, and timeless.

"It was my mom's." He admitted softly smiling at the memory of her.

"Oh my god."

"I mean I had a few things changed and added, with Allison's help of course."

"I love it, I'm honored. Are you sure you're okay with me having it?"

"Yeah, it was my dad's idea. And like I said we added some things so it could be yours."

"So your dad and Allison knew for how long?"

"A while, but just them. No one else knows, so you can gush to everyone and they will be genuinely surprised."

"You're too good to me, too good." She sighed kissing him once more before they returned to their seats smiles plastered on their faces for the rest of the night.

A/N #2: I might have a short companion drabble to add to this chapter, not sure. But I hope you liked this chapter J I did!