You tucked the wrapped present behind your back as you knocked on the door to the Irishman's house, literally bouncing with excitement. You heard footsteps approach the door and soon enough you were met with the sleepy face of Brian, his hair spiked up at various angles. His bright blue eyes focused on you and he yawned, stepping aside to let you in without a word.

"Hello to you too sleepyhead!" You giggled, entering the residence and making your way over to the kettle; pulling out two mugs and proceeding to make two strong coffees; placing the present on the counter subtly. Brian shut the door and collapsed on the couch behind you with a tired groan.

"What are you doing here?"

"Glad to know you appreciate me." You retorted, finishing the coffees and seating yourself beside Brian, handing him his own.

"You know I didn't mean it like that." Brian muttered, combing a hand through his hair and clutching the warm drink as though it was his lifeline. "Thanks though."

"No problem." You replied, taking a tentative sip from the steaming beverage whilst eyeing Brian from the corner of your eye. His dirty blonde hair was ruffled and out of place and his clothing slightly creased from his nightly movements. But his eyes were still bright and aware, though they were focused on something in front of him, a slightly confused expression gracing his features.

"What's that?"

"What's what?"

"The box on the counter." He pointed to the wrapped gift you'd brought with you.

"Oh yeah! It's the reason I came over." You said, placing your coffee on the table beside you and retrieving the gift, handing it to the Irishman with an animated smile. He quirked a brow in your direction before slowly the wrapping away, his face cracking up into an amused smirk when he saw what was contained inside.

"Really?" He said, holding up the present with a small laugh. It was a handmade Terminator plushie that you'd spotted on Red Bubble earlier in the week; and instantly bought it on the whim that you knew Brian would love it. And you could see by his expression that he did indeed love it.

"You like it then?"

"It's adorable! Where'd you get this?" He was practically squealing his appreciation as he admired the intricately sewn doll.

"Doesn't matter."

"It's so cool!" Suddenly Brian's face fell and he caught your gaze, holding it with piercing blue attention. "But I didn't get you anything..."

"It's fine!" You replied, waving it off with a heartfelt smile; which evolved into a devious grin as a suggestive thought struck your mind. "You could give me a kiss-"

"Sure." Without hesitation Brian leaned forward and planted a kiss on your cheek; leaving you a deep shade of crimson.

"I- I was only kidding..." You managed to stutter out, and Brian only laughed in response.

"Well you asked for it."

"Does that mean I get everything I ask for?"

"Don't push it." Brian stood up and loomed over you, a devilish grin betraying his thoughts. "But you can ask for one of those anytime."