(a/n so here's a short oneshot I wrote because More Than Words isn't coming to me at the moment. I'm trying to look for inspiration but it's hard, because of all I have going on between school and symphony. But enjoy this little quick story! Warnings ; strong content and extreme fluff)

Dear David,

Today is our seventh-year anniversary. I didn't know what to get you and I still don't, so I settled with this lousy card. (But the card is hilarious, isn't it?) I don't really get it but I think you might; you're smarter than I. Well, anyways, on with the mushy shit. I remember it like it was yesterday that I met you at prom, mostly because I was looking at our picture albums and I saw the pictures from the after party (you know, where we hooked up). I can't believe that was seven years ago! You're old. I'm almost old. But anyways I am thankful we had a one night stand that night. I remember regretting fucking you, mostly because you were a guy who looked like he was thirteen, but the biggest factor was that you were another dude (even if you looked a little girly). Then two months later we met again at Starbucks and I told you I loved you... (biggest mistake ever) and then two more months later, at the beach, we started dating. That was the best day of my life. I remember you in your little green board shorts with your boogie board... I'm sure we fucked on that. Anyways I'm thankful for beaches now because that's where I won your heart. Well kind of. But why am I telling you all of this when you were there? You already know what happened. But... maybe I'm writing it (which is giving me a major cramp, by the way) because I sort of want to relive it. I know we have forever and shit but our memories together... We can never get those back. Sure, we have a ton of pictures (you're a little picture crazy) but I can barely remember what we were doing in the picture with all the flamingos. Also what the hell was I wearing?! Pink is for fags. (Okay but you look good in your pink flannel.) Anyways (I really need to stop getting off topic) I'm supposed to be talking about how much I love you and shit but I don't want to write that all out. I'll just summarize because that's easier. I love you and I'm so blessed to have you with me every day, even if some days I don't see you (you tend to hide in that room where you develop pictures... I forgot what it's called) and I usually get home late from work (Wal-Mart is crazy). But I really love waking up with you in my arms. (Speaking of which... You'll be waking up soon and I want to give you a present.) I love you David and I look forward to spending forever and shit with you.

Love, Patrick

P.S.: I ate all the chocolate again

I closed the card and slid it into the tacky red envelope. I got out my glue stick and glued it closed because I have a phobia against licking envelopes. I left the card on the counter and tip-toed back to my room. David was sprawled across my bed, the blankets tossed around and his left leg hanging off the mattress. His blonde hair was sticking up everywhere and his pink lips... They looked flawless. I grabbed the blanket and pushed David over, sliding in bed next to him and covering us up. He immediately gravitated toward me, cuddling up to my side. I covered us with the blanket and waited. At exactly seven he would wake up and begin freaking out because he thought he suffocated me when we cuddled during sleep. I wanted him to know he didn't. Plus I liked being squeezed. I held him in my arms and waited out the last sixteen minutes. Seven came around and David's light green eyes opened. They took ten seconds to focus on me and then they widened. I took his face in my hands and kissed him. He tasted like mints and I was going to question why but a few probes around his mouth with my tongue confirmed that he had slept with gum in his mouth. I pulled back and sighed. He pouted.

"I just forget." He explained, pulling the gum out and sticking it to a piece of cardboard that was on our wall. It had many pieces of gum stuck to it. It sounded gross but "gum wasn't biodegradable" and David was all about saving the planet.

"Why do you let me chew gum?" David continued. "I'll never remember to spit it out before bed."

I just shrugged and kissed him again. His lips moved against mine, picking up pace with every passing second. His tongue slid against mine and he tilted his head to the side, providing a better angle. He pulled back and pressed his forehead against mine.

"Happy anniversary." He whispered. I smiled and nodded, twining my fingers though his. He kissed me again, his lips light against mine.

"We're going to breakfast first, right?" David asked. "Then to the movies, then we'll go to Subway, because I've been craving a meatball marinara sub, then we'll come home for a few hours before going out to dinner. Does that sound good?"

I nodded. I liked all of his plans. He was better at planning than I was.

"Your pillow is a little cold." David remarked, eyeing me suspiciously. "What were you doing? Did you eat all my white chocolate again?"

I just smiled at him. He rolled his eyes and kissed my cheek.

"I can't stay mad at you. You're too..." He smiled. "Let's get ready for breakfast."

I wanted to know what he was going to say, so I gave him a questioning look. He sighed.

"I was going to say different, but I know you don't like to be called that. So never mind. Come on, Patty." He patted my butt, causing me to gasp. He smiled happily. I rolled my eyes but got up with him. When we were standing, little David came up to my shoulder. I was only five-eight, too. My hair was brown and straight and it came to my shoulders, but I styled it to the side to look like a fringe. His was short and blonde and a highlighted jungle. Well, it wasn't that short, but my hair was longer. His eyes were a light green and mine were a brown-hazel. David was beautiful. I... Well I didn't know.

"Mm..." David moaned as he stretched. "I don't want to get up."

I looked back at the bed. He took my hand.

"Do you want to cuddle a bit longer?" He asked. I nodded and smiled. He wrapped his arms around me and pushed back, sending us tumbling down onto the bed. He giggled and pinned me down. I puckered my lips and he smiled widely, kissing me.

Our relationship wasn't as weird as I'm making it sound. But I know exactly what you're thinking. David talks a lot. Like... A lot. He's always filling the silence with his words. At least he had a nice voice. Definitely nicer than my voice. Mostly due to the fact that I don't have a voice.

I'm a mute. Before you say anything it's serious. I can barely moan when I'm having sex. I don't know why I'm mute and I don't know how it works because I'm not going to waste my time trying to research it, though I should probably know by now. All I know is somehow, my voice box got fucked up and I ended up with nothing. I can't talk. I can't even tell David that I fucking love him.

But that's the surprise. I was working on it. I was taking classes and I was working on it. I hadn't made any progress yet but I could feel that I was going to. I needed to. I was ready.

Sometimes I could feel the words. They wanted to come out and I wanted to let them.

"I'll go start the coffee." David whispered a few minutes later, kissing my lips briefly before standing up. I watched his cute butt disappear through the doorway. I immediately let out my breath and tried to force out my words. I had to think of it like singing; I had to push out my voice.

"We only have hazelnut creamer!" David called. "I know you don't like it so I'll just borrow some different kind from the neighbor!"

I waited until I heard the door close. I jumped up and hurried to the bathroom, looking at my reflection.

'Hi,' I thought. 'My name is Patrick Tresser. I am twenty-six years old and my favorite color is green. I am gay and I am in love with David McCall. He loves me too.'

"I..." I said in a broken voice, widening my eyes in surprise. I pushed harder. "I-I lo...lo...lov...love-"

"I'm back!"

And like that I lost it. I gripped the counter in frustration. Not at David, but at myself.

I made my way out to the kitchen. I smiled slightly as I saw David leaned over the counter, his eyes scanning the card I made for him. I leaned against the door jam and watched him. When he set it down he looked at me and hurried over to me. I opened my arms and he crashed into them.

"You're the sweetest person I know." He whispered, planting small kisses all over my neck. "I'm so happy right now. I just..." He looked up at me with a devious glint in his eye. "Breakfast can wait."

I shook my head and tapped my wrist. He sighed and kissed my chin.

"You're right. I can't ruin our day. Let's drink out coffee and then get going."

So we poured our coffee into our mugs. Mine was a snowman mug I had to use every time and David's was always different. Today it was green and square. I couldn't stand square mugs. I dumped some sugar in my coffee and then poured a little creamer in. David didn't use sugar but he drowned his in creamer. We drank in silence, though my fingers were playing with his.

"We can go to Denny's." David said softly a moment later. "Either that, or McDonald's."

I pursed my lips, thinking. McDonald's McMuffins did sound pretty good right now. David smiled knowingly.

"McDonald's it is."

Naturally, I was quiet for the rest of the time we were drinking coffee. I grabbed my car keys and stood, taking my mug to the sink. David came up behind me and hugged me around the waist.

"Can I drive?" He asked softly. "Please?"

I shook my head, smiling. He always asked to drive my car. He had a car, but he liked mine.

"Patty..." He said in a pouty voice. "Please?"

I sighed and turned, offering my keys. He smiled happily, standing on his toes to kiss my cheek.

"Thank you baby."

I just rolled my eyes. I was always a pushover when it came to him. We got dressed into nicer clothes and headed outside. David wore what I liked the best on him; his pink flannel and his light blue skinny jeans. I wore what he liked best on me; a black v neck, a grey cardigan, and my dark blue Levi's. I was also wearing black boots. David was in converse.

We got into my BMW and buckled up. I ran my palms over my knees as David started the car.

"We should see a scary movie." David murmured as he drove off. "There are tons in theaters at the moment. I don't know why."

I just looked at him. He flashed me a smile.

He parked at McDonald's and got out of the car. I found my wallet in the backseat and got out. I gave David a questioning look and he locked the car.

"Okay, let's go." He said happily, grabbing my hand. We walked into the fast food joint, David talking quietly.

"I'll find a table." David said, smiling. "John is working the cash register." And he walked off. John was his younger brother who knew sign language. I preferred not to use it but being able to do normal things, like order food, helped me fit in.

"Hi Patrick." John said with a smile. "I haven't seen you in a while."

I shrugged and smiled, looking up at the menu.

"I know what David wants." John said. "Two egg McMuffins and a hash brown. But what do you want?"

I quickly signed out my response. 'Two sausage McMuffins and one hash brown.' John nodded and typed it in. I paid and received two cups of orange juice. I began my search for David.

He was sitting in the farthest corner, in a booth. I slid in next to him and smiled. He cupped my cheeks in his hands and kissed my lips.

"I'm so excited for today." He murmured. "This day is going to be great."

I nodded in agreement.

"I'm gonna go wait for the food." He kissed my lips again before sliding out of the booth and walking back toward the front of the restaurant. I waited patiently.

"Mm..." I muttered. "Th..." I narrowed my eyes. "Than...ks." I widened my eyes in surprise. I said it. I said a word! I smiled brightly and was still smiling when David returned.

"What are you smiling about?" He asked, smirking. I just shrugged, still smiling.

We ate in silence, but that wasn't surprising. We did everything in silence. Our fingers continued to play, though. They always did.

We finished breakfast and headed out again. I drove this time because it was my car and I wanted to.

"So I'll pay for the tickets." David said. "Because you paid for breakfast."

I shook my head. No, I definitely didn't agree to that. I needed to pay because I was the man of this relationship and it was my job. David huffed.

"Well, if you want to pay, feel free to speak up."

I looked at him in astonishment. That was totally unfair and he knew it. He looked regretful but he didn't take it back. I turned back to the road, my eyes pricking. I was fucking pissed. Minutes flew by. I got on the freeway.

"I'm sorry." David said quietly, his voice whiny. A peek at him confirmed that his eyes were streaming tears. "I don't know why I said that. Please forgive me."

I pressed my lips together as I pulled off the freeway and turned toward the mall. David sniffled. I parked far away from the entrance and turned toward him, taking his hand. He wiped his eyes.

"I'm ruining our day." He whispered. I shook my head, reaching up to touch his cheek. He leaned into my touch and closed his eyes. We sat there for two minutes. I smiled and used my other hand to pull on his nose. He looked at me in question. I tapped my wrist. He nodded and got out of the car. I grabbed my wallet again and locked up the car. We walked, hand-in-hand, to the entrance of the mall. I liked holding his hand because his hands weren't sweaty. My hands were sweaty though. But David didn't mind. He never minded.

David led us to the movie theater and we got in the short line. I looked at all the posters to see what looked good. David stepped up to buy our tickets. I stepped to the side to admire a particularly interesting poster.

"What are you looking at?" David asked, taking my hand again. "You love animated films, don't you?"

I nodded and smiled slightly. David held out the tickets and smiled. I read the title and glanced back up at the poster. Frankenweenie.

"I thought you would like it better than some creepy movie." David said. "Plus it sounds cute."

I nodded in agreement.

We took the escalators up to the second floor. I didn't like second floors because I had a fear of earthquakes and heights but I guess it was okay. You never really remembered to be scared about it when a movie had your attention.

We gave the ticket guy our tickets and walked in. I went straight for the snack bar.

"Buy me a soda and nachos." David ordered. I pinched his cheek and stepped into line.

"Hello." The woman behind the counter said brightly. "What can I get for you?"

I looked up at the colorful boards. I then looked around at the displayed food. I pointed at the nachos and then at a soda. She gave me a weird look but entered it in the register.

"What size soda?" She asked. I pointed at the largest. Another weird look.

"Do you want jalapeños?"

I shook my head.

"Anything else?"

I looked over at the candy and pointed to the gummy worms. She added it up and gave me a total. Completely overpriced. I handed her a twenty and waited.

"Do you have a speech problem?" She asked me. I shrugged because I didn't know what was wrong with me. The doctors tended to use words I tuned out because they were long and boring. Plus I recently started discussing my problem with my new doctor, Diane. She insisted I call her that, which I didn't mind, but it was sort of funny that she assumed I could talk. Though we're making progress. At least I like to think so.

"Here are your nachos." The woman said. "And what kind of soda?"

I pointed at Coke. She nodded and filled it up. I grabbed my change and stuffed it in my pocket. I gathered my goodies and walked back over to David. He took the soda and the nachos, smiling at me.

"Thank you baby." He said.

'You're welcome.' I signed quickly. He smiled wider and led the way to the theater.

We sat toward the top, because he was nearsighted and refused to get glasses, and I immediately pushed up the middle divider thing. I sat down and David sat by me, leaning against me. I put an arm around him and held him closer. Today was just getting better.

The movie wasn't too long or too short. The animation process intrigued me and it was all I thought about as I watched it. Stop motion was my favorite kind of animation. To think that all of this was created with small clay figurines... Some people were truly talented. Plus the music was always awesome. My favorite movie will continue to be Coraline.

"Lunchtime!" David announced as we walked out of the mall. "I'm so hungry."

I was still full from McDonald's but I would still get something.

I got to drive again. David was anxious in his seat. He kept bouncing around and humming to himself. Honestly, he was like a dog. Of course I would never tell him that but he was. He was easily excited and basically cried when you denied him food.

Subway was close to Wal-Mart in Santee, which is where we lived. Maybe that was an important factor to add but I sure as hell don't go around, wondering where people are from.

I parked in front of Subway and David all but zoomed toward the restaurant. I rolled my eyes and locked the car, following at a much slower pace. When I got inside he was talking at a hundred miles a minute and pointing all over the place. The man behind the counter looked like he wanted to shoot himself. I placed a hand on David's hip, silencing him. He pressed against me, looking up at me.

"Want anything?" He asked. I nodded and examined the options.

'Just turkey and bread.' I signed quickly. 'I'm not that hungry.'

David nodded and restated what I said. I didn't get any weird looks this time.

We took lunch home because, honestly, who eats at subway? No one does. I parked in the driveway and got out. David joined me, bouncing in his step. He was hyper and I didn't know why. I gave him a questioning look.

"I drank too much soda." He said. "Soda makes me hyper. Luckily," He hurried around the car and pressed against me flirtatiously. "I know where all this good energy can go."

I widened my eyes slightly. Holy fuck.

We went in the house, David skipping and I sexually frustrated. I frowned when David put the food in the fridge. I gave him a questioning look.

"Just come here." He said, cocking a finger at me as he backed into my room. I swallowed and followed after him. When I got in there he was naked. I hadn't seen him naked in a while. He was blushing and his legs were sort of bent inward, as if he was hiding himself. His fingers were tugging on his left nipple ring self-consciously.

"Well?" He asked quietly. "See something you l-like?"

I nodded slowly and walked toward the bed, pulling off my clothes as I went. David spread his legs slightly, his feet covered by the dark blue comforter. I gave him a look. He nodded and pushed the blanket off the bed. I climbed on and crawled toward him. He laid back and I moved above him, straddling his smaller waist.

"Anniversary sex is always the best." David whispered. "I don't know what it is, but it's better than any other time."

I ducked my head and began kissing his neck. He sighed and wrapped his arms around my torso, tilting his head so I had better access. I licked and nipped his sweet tasting skin, leaving a dark mark. His neck wasn't as sensitive as mine was, but he appreciated the attention. My David loved attention. I kissed down to his collarbones, tonguing the curve of bone. He was skinny and they were well defined. I moved lower and sucked one of his nipples into my mouth. They were small and always hard. The nipple he had pierced was his most sensitive area, besides his hole, which was a tricky thing to touch. I sucked and pulled his nipple, causing him to groan softly. His hips snapped up against mine and I smiled slightly. He was going to start getting annoyed any moment. David didn't like foreplay as much as I did. I kissed across to his other nipple, biting. He moaned and fisted up my hair, pulling.

"Come on," He whispered. I smiled more and sucked some. David sighed impatiently, yanking on my hair again.

"Patty..." He groaned. "Please stop teasing me."

I smiled and sat back, gently guiding David onto his chest. He wiggled in excitement and raised his hips, waiting. I smiled and ducked my head, pressing kisses to his back. He groaned again, but didn't say anything. I reached down and stroked my cock once, causing it to harden slightly. I breathed out deeply and sucked his skin, leaving another dark mark. I stroked my cock again.

"Stop touching yourself." David said, looking back at me. "I know you are."

I smiled and ducked my head lower, licking his tight hole. His eyes widened and a moan tumbled from his lips. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against him, sucking softly. I loved doing this for him because he was so sensitive.

"In, in." David gasped, moaning. I slid my tongue inside, thrusting it slightly. He tightened immediately, though he was already impossibly tight, which suffocated my tongue. I managed to thrust it in and out some more but by that time he was moving with me and tearing holes in my sheets. I pulled back with a wet pop and thrust two fingers in him, all the way to his sweet spot. His back arched and he howled, trapping my fingers deep inside him.

"I'm going to cum." He moaned. "Stop torturing me."

I kissed his back in question.

"No I don't need fucking preparation. Come on Patty. I know you want to be inside of me. You don't want to do this. You just want to fuck me into the mattress-"

I pulled my fingers out and sat back, my cock weeping. He wasn't trying to talk dirty but it was getting to me.

"Come on Patty." David moaned softly. I pressed my lips together and pulled him back onto my lap. He wiggled his hips, breathing faster with anticipation. I grabbed myself and aimed at his entrance. He mewled happily and pressed back against me. I let my eyes fall closed as I pushed inside of the tight heat. David arched away from me, which wasn't helping, so I gripped his hips and pushed harder. He wiggled and moaned loudly, pressing down. I was now all the way inside of him. He felt amazing. It was hot and tight and sexy to be inside of him like this. I breathed out raggedly, steadying my breath. I was going to stay calm. It was only sex.

Okay it was more than that. But I still had to stay calm. But those words seemed more and more wrong as I felt David writhe on top of me. And I hadn't even moved yet. I rubbed his hips soothingly, hoping it was working.

"It's like... Right up against my prostate." He moaned, moving slightly and shaking. I pulled him slightly and he got the hint, turning around to face me on my lap. I thrust up slowly as I kissed his lips. He moaned into my mouth and moved with me, impaling himself on my cock. White hot pleasure seared through my body, more through my cock. We moved together, our own individual sounds of pleasure escaping our lips. Mine were throaty, deep breaths and David's were high moans and gasps.

"Harder," David gasped. "Please."

I gripped his hips and thrust up into him, keeping him screaming. A few minutes later his white release shot against my chest and stomach. He tightened around me and wailed, his nails digging into my back. I thrust up a few more times and then I felt myself release. Orgasming was probably the best feeling in the world. The pleasure that burned through my body would have brought me to my knees if I wasn't sitting. I always stopped moving and closed my eyes, enjoying the ride. But David usually wiggled on top of me as I moaned and that made it feel better. This was amazing. I loved it. I loved David.

"I love you."

I closed my eyes and held David close. But he was still and unresponsive. He pushed me back. I opened my eyes to give him a questioning look but his face stopped me. His eyes were full of tears and his lower lip was quivering.

"Patty..." He breathed. "Did you... You just said you loved me."

I stumbled over my breath. I had. I had said it without thinking. And David had heard. And now he was crying.

"Say something else." He said excitedly. "Please."

I took a breath and pushed out. I tried to say 'hello' but it came out a choking noise. David wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly.

"That's okay." He whispered. "I'm so happy... Today was great but this... This is the best thing I could have asked for. I finally got to hear you say you loved me. I didn't think I ever would..."

I pressed my lips together. I had said it. There weren't any stumbles or anything. I just said it. David knew.

I held him against me, feeling a little sad as he cried. He was being overdramatic. But I loved it. Time passed and I finally gave into urge and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was just after six. I gently nudged David. He looked at me in question. I simply tapped my wrist. But he wasn't watching my wrist. I sighed and sat up, causing him to sit back.

'We're going to be late for dinner.' I signed. David smiled widely.

"Dinner. I almost forgot."

'Me, too.'

David leaned forward and kissed me quickly. "Can't we get dinner later? We were having a moment. Something crucial just happened and now we need to hug it out."

I smiled. 'I don't have to hug anything out. You're being overdramatic.'

David stuck his tongue out at me. I smiled and knocked my forehead against his.

"I love you." He murmured.

"Mm." I managed, causing David to giggle.

"I think I like you better as a mute." He mused. "Because if you managed to tell me you loved me, who knows how much you're capable of? Next year you could be telling me how to live my life!"

I rolled my eyes and lay back again. David followed, curling up against my side. Dinner was probably never going to happen now. But that was okay. I wasn't hungry.

~Ende~

(Thank you for reading!)