I just need a quiet place where I can scream how I love you ✭٭*
Nikolai Gogol x Gn!Reader
Warnings; rushed, not proof read
Description; surprising your boyfriend for his birthday?
A/N: JDBCUS THIS WAS SO RUSHED AND LATE I'M SORRY IF IT'S NOT GOOD AND THERE IS MISPELLS. IT'S A QUICK AND RUSHED DRABBLE FOR KOLYA'S BDAY SORRY BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOLYA🎂🎉🍰🍭🍬
You woke up early today, and it was intentional. You wanted to surprise your boyfriend, not with some stupid April Fools joke but for his birthday. It was dumb of yourself to wake up at 6am to go gift shopping and get a cake but Nikolai has such a distinct schedule of sleep it's not funny.
You were roaming the store grabbing different things, you weren't sure what exactly to get him, he was a damn clown for fucks sake. You were looking through every aisle until you thought, the pom-pomson Nikolai's outfit and on the end of his braid was getting old.
You rush your way through the stores and make it to the pom-poms, you didn't think Nikolai cared what color so you ended up getting a variety pack. You sigh softly, the basket was filled with little goodies, pom-poms and the cake that read, "happy birthday, Kolya."
The cake was confetti with a silly clown iced on by the words. The sidings were covered in rainbow sprinkles with dollopes of icing circling the top and bottom. It was simple but thoughtful.
You hurry home it was around 7am now, Nikolai would wake up soon and "demand" the usual love and affection you always gave him. You set the cake in the fridge and grab a gift bag to put all the other goodies along with a handwritten card.
By the time you were done Nikolai had gotten up, making his way through the quiet house and now right behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into your creek of your neck. "My dove, you weren't in bed, what're you doing up," he said, he seemed a bit more possessive than usual, maybe he just didn't sleep much.
"Where were you? You're always in bed at this time.?" He asked, his eyes were shut as he takes in the sent of your shampoo that lingered in your hair from last night's shower. "Oh, I went out to get some things." You said, his white haired man pulls away before he eyes the cake on the counter top, a smile spreading on his lips.
"Mhm? You went to go get a cake? For what?" He said cheekily, you knew he knew why you went to go get the cake just from his silly attitude he had and the way he was all giddy. "You know what, Kolya." You said with a soft chuckle, leaning into Nikolai's embrace.
"Yea I guess I do, sweetheart. I appreciate it, I really do." He said, kissing your neck softly. You reach over the counter and grab the gift bag, turning around so now you were face to face with your boyfriend before handing him the bag with a smile. He took the bag and rummaged in it, a bright smile on his face as he sees all the different sweets and the bright colored pom-poms.
"Awe, sweet cheeks, you shouldn't have." He said with a soft sigh, gently picking you up and placing you on the counter, his hands resting on your thighs rubbing up and down them slowly his finger tips grazing your inner thighs. "The pom-poms are very cute, I'll wear them everyday." He said with that usual bright smile he always gives you.
"Now how about we dig into that cake, and make I'll dig into you later." He said with a devious grin before he leans in, kissing you slowly. You kiss back, a soft hum coming from your throat as you close your eyes. "Happy birthday Kolya." You say against his lips, making him squeeze your thighs softly.
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truly genuinely fascinating watching s3ep20 House Training with the Wilson stuff. He really is just like that. Hes genuine. He takes women to lunch and plays and museums and does it with a smile on his face and not an ounce of bad intent. And he does it again. And they fall in love because he's so affably kind and senselessly caring and he blinks those big brown eyes at them and lets it happen. He lets it happen. He does know what he's doing. Because he is all about other people's love, other people's pleasure, and just like House he finds some eternal, niggling curiosity about /why/. So he figures it out, he follows this new woman's footsteps and lays out the red carpet until theres nothing left but a thread.
There is one red thread Wilson pulls to make everything and it is connected straight to House. Tug of war, babey.
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