Birthday Part 1

I wake up and try to move, but Roman's arms are wrapped tightly around me. Hmmm, I'll stay here. His warmth is pleasurable. I lay back down and close my eyes, trying to go back to sleep, but of course, the fucking asshole wakes up. I groan and we both sit up, his arms now wrapped around my waist, making me face him. Motherfucker.

He smiles. "Good morning."

I rub my eyes and mumble, "It's way too early to get up."

"You don't even know what time it is."

"Any time is too early to get up."

He chuckles and says, "Is it too early to sing?"

I groan. "Do I have to?"

"Yes."

He gives me a bright big smile and I can't resist. I sigh and say, "Fine."

"Yay!" He squeals like the five year old he is.

I grab my guitar and check the tune, then start to play a song.

"I am a total mess And I feel so depressed People say, 'You'll get over it' But I'm still stuck in this dark pit Can someone please come save me And drag me out of here

This sadness is all I bare And now I don't even care I'm used to the looks, the stares But it's okay for I won't always stay Someday I will leave this place And meet God's grace This disease will kill me So just let me be Let me be free Let it be, let it be Let it kill me Watch it eat me away Watch me fade away For I won't always stay No, I won't always stay

I have a feeling inside That's telling me to die I try to turn away, I try to resist But the darkness is so insisting But I push it back, I keep on resisting But knowing me, nothing is working So all I beg is for the Glory One to save me And to break this slavery of piled scars Help me now, I've made it this far

This sadness is all I bare And now I don't even care I'm used to the looks, the stares But it's okay for I won't always stay Someday I will leave this place And meet God's grace This disease will kill me So just let me be Let me be free Let it be, let it be Let it kill me Watch it eat me away Watch me fade away For I won't always stay No, I won't always stay

Overlap me in your warmth And bring me close to your hearth When I escape the black I always take one step back Ambition is what I lack Watch my tears stack and stack Ya'll tell me to chill, but I can't, I'm on a standstill I'm stuck in this hole, now fill it with cement That's right, I'm tired of this dreading scent Close my eyes, never open them again I know that The world is wrong But I couldn't stay strong

This sadness is all I bare And now I don't even care I'm used to the looks, the stares But it's okay for I won't always stay Someday I will leave this place And meet God's grace This disease will kill me So just let me be Let me be freeLet it be, let it be Let it kill me Watch it eat me away Watch me fade away For I won't always stay No, I won't always stay

I am Beautifully insane And we're all Insane in the membrane But it's okay for I don't want to stay Now shut the fuck up and let me die Tonight is my last night Please don't cry Just let me die Goodnight"

I put my guitar down and look up at Princey. Without any warning, he kisses me and pushes my back on the bed. He brings up one knee between my legs and pulls his lips away from mine. His hands wrap around mine, holding me down. "I love you."

I roll my eyes and smirk. "Love you too."

"Also, happy birthday."

My face turns a deep crimson. "It's-it's my birthday- wait, what?"

He raises an eyebrow at me. "You forgot that it was your birthday?"

"Uh- yeah- maybe."

He starts laughing uncontrollably, but calms down. "So...I got you a present."

I smirk. "Oh yeah, what is it?"

He gets up off of me and opens up my closet as I sit up. He grabs a black bag and comes over, and sits in front of me. He hands me the big bag and smiles. "I got you multiple presents because I couldn't decide which one to get."

I raise my eyebrow at him as I take out a black envelope. I open it up and the front says, 'I Hate You...' I open up the card and chuckle at the inside. 'Is A Lie Because I Love You On The Inside!' I put the card down and take out the first gift. It's a book. Why would he get me a book? But when I read the title, I squeal with joy and hug Roman tightly around the waist.

He laughs. "Jeez, calm down."

I look up at him, a genuine smile on my face. "HOW DID YOU KNOW I WANTED THE MY FRIEND DAHMER COMIC BOOK BY DERF BACKDERF!!!!!!?????" I'm so fucking happy I got this goddamn book! I LOVE SERIAL KILLERS!!!!!!

He laughs and runs his fingers through my hair. "Because you talk about Jeffrey Dahmer a lot since your a weirdo who loves serial killers and creepy shit. Plus, he's your favorite serial killer sooo I just had to get it."

I squeal again and grab the bag, bringing it over. Though, I hug My Friend Dahmer in the process. I take out the next present and unfold it to see that it's a black My Chemical Romance sweatshirt that says 'I'm Not Okay' in red lettering on it. I smile and I'm about to slip off my hoodie to put on this new one, but then the scars come into mind. I put the sweatshirt down, about to move on towards the bag, but Roman's voice stops me.

"You can take off your long sleeves in front of me. You know that, right?"

I look down at my covers, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah, but they're ugly and you don't want to see that," I mumble.

He lifts up my chin with his pointer finger, his lips close to mine. He says in all seriousness and passion, "Everything about you is beautiful." He kisses me and I melt into the kiss, and he takes off my sweatshirt and rubs his hands all over my scarred arms. He pulls away and puts our foreheads together. "You're beautiful, babe, and I love you for it." He kisses me one last time and then orders, "Two more presents to go. Now open them."

I smirk and turn away, reaching into the bag. I pull out a black tunic hat that says 'My Chemical Romance' on it. I smile and put it on. Roman stares at me, his mouth gaping open and his face slightly pink. "What?" I ask, confused. "Do I have something on my face?"

He shakes his head and says in awe, "You look adorable."

I blush. "Uh- um- well-"

"Can I take a picture of you?"

I stare at him in shock. "E-even without my h-hoodie?" While I stare at him, mouth slightly open, a blushing face, hair a mess under the hat, black ripped jeans, and a plain black shirt, he takes a picture of me. I blush deeper and try to grab his phone but he pulls it away, smiling as he watches me struggle.

Then he pulls me onto his lap and says, "Just when I thought you couldn't get even more adorable, you do." I blush deeper and hide my face in his chest. Why does he always have to compliment me so much? It's so embarrassing! But I love it at the same time. "Okay, one more present."

I look up and turn around, grabbing the last substance. Did I just think substance? God, I'm turning into Logan. I look at it to find that it's...it's tickets...TO GO SEE MOTIONLESS IN WHITE AND IN THIS MOMENT IN CONCERT OML!!! "OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS IS BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOD WHEN IS IT WHERE WHAT TIME HOW LONG DO I HAVE TO WAIT DO WE HAVE GOOD SEATS OH MY FUCKING GOD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!" I hug him tightly and he chuckles.

"Those tickets are for...tomorrow night."

I gasp and start shaking excitedly and getting jittery and all smiley. "I DONT CARE IF WE HAVE SHITTY SEATS AS LONG AS WE GET TO SEE THE HOT CHRIS MOTIONLESS AND RICKY HORROR!!!"

He starts laughing and says, "I got VIP tickets so we get to see Motionless In White's and In This Moment's tour buses and meet them. I also got seats that are right around the stage in the front row, so you can high five them. We'll be up close, don't worry."

I stare at him in pure shock and whisper in disbelief, "Am I in Lucifer's Kingdom?"

He gives me a confused look. "Wha- that would be Hell..."

"I'm a Luciferian."

"A what...?"

"Look it up."

"Okay..."

I hug him as he pulls out his phone, assuming he's looking up my religion. "I love you, and thanks for all this shit."

He looks over at me and smiles. "Love you too." He plants a kiss on me and looks back at his phone.

I think today's gonna be a good day.

A/N: Should I make Prinxiety one shots for a new story thingy? Tell me in the comments and a Luciferian is not a Satanist, completely different. Thank you and goodbye!