You woke up that morning with a smile on your face. It was your birthday and you got to spend the day with your boyfriend, Takashi, or Mori as everyone else called him. Mori hadn't told you what you would be doing all day, only that you needed to dress comfortably. You got out of bed and got ready for the day just as there was a knock at the door.

You smiled brightly and grabbed your camera bag before opening it. "Good morning, Takashi." He glanced down at you. "Morning." Mori didn't talk much, hardly ever actually, but his actions always spoke louder than words ever could. You threw your arms around his waist in a hug. Ever the gentle giant, Mori carefully wrapped his long arms around you and gave you a soft squeeze. "Happy Birthday, Y/N," he whispered.

He pulled back and offered you a hand. "Where are we going?" you asked him, but he simply smiled. You sighed happily as he ushered you into the car. It was rare for Mori to drive since he had a chauffeur, so you knew this was going to be a special day. As he drove, you pulled your very expensive camera out of your bag and began taking snapping pictures of him. You were a professional photographer, but your favorite pictures to take were of Mori.

After driving for a while, Mori pulled into a park with a hiking trail. You cocked your head to the side in confusion and Mori chuckled. He walked over and opened your door. "I thought you might like to take a hike. Maybe take some pictures," he said. He knew your love of photography and this particular trail had an overlook where you could get some beautiful photos of the landscape.

You got up on tip toe and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Takashi. Let's go!" Mori laughed as you lead the way. As you walked, you snapped picture after picture. Whenever Mori wasn't paying attention, you'd get a few of him. When you finally reached the end of the trail, there was another surprise. Set up by the river was a picnic just for you. "Oh, Takashi! It's wonderful!"

Mori took your hand and lead you over to the blanket it had laid out. He had his cousin Honey set it up while you were walking the trail. You sat down and ate, occasionally sneaking a kiss or two and taking more pictures. The last one you took was of Mori as he was laying back on the blanket, his face a mask of peace. "Why do you keep taking pictures of me?" he asked you without opening his onyx eyes.

You laughed softly and replied, "Memories. I want to remember everything just like this years from now." Mori sat up and placed a hand over yours. He leaned in an pressed a short, gentle kiss to your lips. "Then take as many as you want. We can remember together." You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and buried your face in the crook of his neck. This was, undoubtedly, the best birthday you'd ever had.

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