I wake up to the chirping of birds and a ray of sunshine seeping through the blinds of Jeff's bedroom. I feel the weight of his arm on mine and his hand splayed over my back. I cautiously turn to my side, facing the door, and lightly lift Jeff's arm to creep out of bed. I realize half way to the door that I have nothing on. I see one of Jeff's shirts on his dresser and shrug it on, buttoning it up some as I head to the kitchen. Once I find his coffee machine, I make a while pot, before getting out eggs. I grab a pan and crack two eggs into it. When I hear Jeff padding over to me I continue to focus on the food.

Jeff kisses my neck from behind me while sweeping his arms around me, pulling me into his body, and whispers into my ear, "Good morning, beautiful."

I crane my neck upwards and get on my tip-toes to give Jeff a peck on the lips, "Breakfast is almost done…handsome."

He laughs and let's go of me to retrieve two plates and forks. I put one egg on each plate and don't bother to clean up yet. We walk to the table, plate and coffee in hand, and eat in a comfortable silence. Once we're both done, Jeff takes my plate and places it in the sink.

I move to the couch, where I lay down and pull a pillow to my chest, suddenly feeling cold. Jeff looks down at me when he comes over and then takes the pillow from my grasp. I move further into the couch to make more room for him as he moves to lay down too. He wraps his arms around me and I rest my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart and absorbing his warmth. We stay like this for a little while, saying nothing.

"Last night was…nice," I say into his bare chest.

"Nice? That's it? Man, I thought I did better than that," he says jokingly. "But, for real, last night was fun. All of it. You were exceptionally great, as you are with everything you do."

I smile, "Really?" I look up at him, "So, it was okay for you?"

"Okay? I have to say, Annie Edison that might've been the best sex I've ever had." I blush.

He brushes a finger over my cheek. "Do you know how beautiful you are?" he asks with sincerity in his voice and eyes.

I kiss him, but as soon as our lips touch my phone rings. I groan and get out of Jeff's warm embrace, and manage to get off the couch without falling on my face. I push open the door to his room, and find my phone on the ground near the bathroom.

I open it to read the message: "Hey, Annie. You okay? Never came home last night, we're just worried. Text back if you're okay! ~Troy & Abed"

I smile at my roommates' concern, but then I realize I have no idea how to explain why I didn't come home last night without bringing up Jeff. I text back a simple 'All good' to them and leave room.

"Jeff," he looks up from his phone, "what are we supposed to tell Troy and Abed?" I can hear the panic in my voice.

Jeff curses, "How 'bout we don't worry about that right now? Just join me in the shower, milady?" He holds out his hand, and I take it after a moment.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's leave that to our future selves to deal with it."

"Careful, Annie. You're starting to sound like Abed," he says with a chuckle.

"Well, I do live him. He's kind of rubbing off on me. The Dreamatorium is surprisingly fun," I say as I'm pulled into the bathroom.

"Maybe we'll try it together sometime," Jeff murmurs, otherwise preoccupied with undoing the buttons on my shirt…

Once we're done actually showering, we get dressed. Jeff lends me a sweatshirt and shorts since I mentioned that I was dreading getting back into that uncomfortable dress. I look absolutely ridiculous with the huge sweatshirt on along with baggy shorts, no shoes, no makeup and my hair up in a messy bun.

Jeff and I walk to his car, well Jeff is walking and I'm being carried by him since he didn't want me to hurt my feet.

He sets me down once were at the car, and I get into the passenger seat. "So, what are we going to tell Troy and Abed? We need to plan this out," I say apprehensively.

"No, we don't. Annie, did you forget I'm a lawyer? Just follow my lead." He wears a reassuring smile and then we're off to my apartment that is also inhabited by two very worried, very suspicious roommates.

I can't help but tap my fingers restlessly on the center console. Jeff places his hand over mine, stopping it, before intertwining our fingers. I smile and look out the window.

Soon enough, Jeff and I are entering the building. He squeezes my hand to, I guess, give me some courage. We get up to the third level and walk down the hallway hand-in-hand.

Before we reach 303, Jeff stops me.

"Annie, I had a really great time with you," he smirks, "and not just because of the prizes I got last night and this morning." I lightly swat his arm, and he laughs before taking ahold of my hand again. "You'd make me the happiest man if you'd be my girlfriend. I mean I don't really like the labels girlfriend and boyfriend, it's kind of high school, but I will use it this once," he says nervously yet confident.

I pull him down and kiss him passionately for a good minute.

"Is that a yes?" Jeff asks a little breathlessly.

I nod, "Yes, of course." I kiss him once more, "Now let's go talk to those knuckle walkers."

I release his hand and open the door, entering first with Jeff following. I throw my dress and shoes into a pile by Troy and Abed's makeshift bedroom. Suddenly, the five of my closest friends jump out from their hiding places and scream, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Confetti rains down on Jeff and me.

Jeff and I are engulfed in a big group hug. He looks surprised, but he also wears another emotion that I wouldn't describe as happy.

Once we're released, Jeff thanks everyone and I pull him aside while they get presents and cake ready.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask him.

He shrugs, "Nothing." I raise an eyebrow and stare him down. "Fine. I just don't like celebrating my birthday. I don't prefer to be reminded of how old I am." I look up at him with wide eyes. "Don't look at me like that. I don't need pity."

I look back at the group, "I'm not pitying you. Jeff, I thought age didn't bother you anymore."

"Not our age difference. But, it does bother me that I'm nearing 40."

I frown.

"Annie-" He gets cut off by the group singing 'Happy Birthday'.

Once we're done singing, Shirley starts cutting the cake. Jeff raises an eyebrow at Abed as a silent question.

"We didn't have any candles, so we're just gonna eat it now," Abed clears up.

Jeff nods, "Oh, okay. Its fine, I already have everything I could have wished for."

Everyone 'Aw's' and Jeff smiles down at me, pulling me to him in a quick side hug.

Britta eyes my outfit, "You look… interesting."

I tuck a hair behind my ear, avoiding curious gaze, "Let's get cake."

We all grab a slice, Jeff taking an extra small one while complaining about calories, and situate ourselves in the living room for a movie marathon that Abed chose for Jeff. Troy and Abed found their inflatable loveseat the other day and Jeff and I get stuck sitting on it. Speaking of stuck, my legs are going to be stuck on this stupid plastic couch. Abed is in his armchair and Troy is in the other. Britta sits on top of a pillow on the floor in front of Troy, leaning back against the bottom cushion. Shirley and Pierce sit in two of the dining room table chairs, the former smacking the latter's hand away from her comically huge purse.

"Everyone, quiet," Abed says as he waves the remote to get our attention. He presses the play button, and someone turns off the lights.

Jeff lays his arm across the back of the couch, and scoots closer to me, making the plastic squeak. He freezes, expecting the group to look back and catch us. Instead, it's just Abed shushing us with his focus still on the screen.

Jeff relaxes and I feel him silently laughing. I let out a sigh and set my head on his shoulder. I lose track of what's happening in the movie and just close my eyes.

I wake up when Jeff tries to get up, lifting my head and attempting to put it on the back of the couch.

I sit up and rub my eyes. "Hey," I say sleepily.

Jeff smiles down at me, "Hey, I'll be right back."

He disappears into the dark and I try to get comfortable again. When my eyes adjust to the lighting, I see Britta sprawled out on the ground, Troy slumped in his chair, and Shirley gathering her belongings and helping Pierce out the door. Abed is watching some movie, but I can tell that he's drowsy from the way that is head is slightly bobbing side to side.

The door clicks shut and the only noise is emanating from the TV.

Jeff situates himself onto the loveseat next to me, and I gently place my hand on his cheek, dragging his attention from the screen. After sharing a very heated kiss, I stand up and hold my hand out for Jeff.

He looks at me questionably, and I bob my head towards my bedroom door, which makes him smirk before getting up with a squeak of the couch.

We freeze at the noise and wait for anyone to stir awake.

I nudge him after a moment and lead him to my room for a second birthday surprise.

A/N: This was going to be longer, but I wanted to get up what I have done so far. Thank you all for reading! If you haven't, you should go check out my two other stories.

You stay classy Planet Earth ~S