You are bitter that your birthday falls on valentines day every year. It never really feels special, just like another day. Dylan knows how you feel about your birthday and even though you told him to treat the day like it was February 14th, not valentines day or your birthday, he somehow gets you to agree to go out with him and do something “fun”. You are riding in his car for what seems like forever when all of a suddenly you pull up to a field. The only thing you see through your window is grass, and tons of it.
You say to him, “Are we having a picnic? Because American Horror Story kind of ruined picnics for me.”
Dylan snorts and responds with, “I’ve never seen that show.”
“Well basically this couple was having a picnic and a creepy clown showed up and- never mind. What are we doing here?”
“Look out my window.” You haven’t even noticed that you’d been only looking through your side since you pulled up to the field. When you turn your head, you see a huge hot air balloon sitting on the other side of the car.
You immediately get excited by what you see. “Oh my god!!! Is that for us?!”
“Hell yeah!” He looks down at his phone and says, “we need to get in there like right now or else we’ll miss it.”
“Miss what?!” Dylan ignores your question and you both rush over to the hot air balloon. What could you guys miss?
There’s a guy waiting to help you two into the balloon and he explains that he’ll be in there with you as part of his job. You never realized how big these balloons were until now.
Dylan stands in front of you before asking, “You okay?”
“Um, yeah. I’m scared but also excited.”
“That’s adrenaline. We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”
“No, I want to! When else will I have this chance? This is crazy! I can’t believe we are doing this!” As soon as you feel the balloon take off, you scream and run into Dylan’s arms. You both laugh as you try to balance yourself and stay holding onto one another. The man riding with you asks if you want him to take a picture, and Dylan hands him his phone. You take one picture kissing each other and one making silly faces. You look out the balloon and see the most amazing view of your life. It’s breathtaking. Dylan comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. He places his head on your shoulder and you stay like this for a while, looking down at all the small cities and people.
“So how does it feel to be one year older?” He whispers in your ear.
“Not as crazy as it feels to be this high up in the air!” You say back. The ride lasts for about 30 more minutes and you pass the time by talking a lot and taking a bunch of pictures. Eventually an airplane appears in the far distance and you see it spelling out something. It doesn’t take a while for “HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N” to appear in the sky and when you see it you jump into Dylan’s arms to give him a big kiss. “I can’t believe this!” You say. “You are absolutely insane!”
“So you like it?” Dylan raises his eyebrows as he waits for your response.
“Yes! I love all of it!”
“Good, because there’s something else I need to tell you.” He turns you around back toward the clouds and under the happy birthday message, you see the airplane has added more words. “I LOVE YOU- DYLAN”
“You love me?”
“I sure do. I love you, Y/N. I think I’ve been in love with you for a while, but I’ve been scared to say anything. You don’t have to say it back, I just want you to know. Happy valentines day. But most importantly, happy birthday.” Dylan kisses you on the cheek and places his hand onto yours. You can’t believe everything that just happened. Not only did he surprise you with an amazing day, but he said he loved you for the first time.
“This… This is the best birthday I’ve ever had. And you’re the best boyfriend anyone could ask for. I love you, too. And I’m not saying it because you said it.” You kiss him again but pull away after you notice the man in charge of the balloon staring at you two. “Now I need to think of how I can top this and make your next birthday extra special.”
“Take me to a Mets game!” Dylan says with lots of enthusiasm.
You nod your head in agreement and respond with, “You got it.”