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We're back playing catch up again, there was no post last night because my baby and I were busy; we were both working yesterday and after tea we decided to go for a few beers out in Straightville - it wasn't planned, it was completely off the cuff and it was great, even for Straightville it was great. It seems its all been work, work, work lately; perhaps because it has on my part at the very least, although my baby he's been working a fair few Saturdays of late too. My baby's enjoying a couple of days off now, he was working Good Friday and yesterday but he's not back in work until Tuesday and then it's a short week until our first weekend off together in four weeks - my first days off in four weeks, yes I'm working straight through Easter - no rest for the wicked; I must have been particularly wicked! My baby says I'm only wicked in the bedroom, in everything else I'm as good as gold, just one big softie; and he's right, although I'm unsure of the good as gold bit, I am one big soft hearted gay-boy, there's no doubt about that.........

Now we don't normally share on here what we buy each other for personal gifts, that's just way too personal, but we're going to break that code this time; with Easter we decided to not go mad, just buy each other an egg or something and have done with it - it's hardly at the top of the major gift list; besides we buy each other little gifts throughout the year, if we see something whilst we're out and about either on our own or together and think it would suit then we treat each other. It just keeps our love alive and our relationship strong, a surprise gift every now and then, a gift for no reason other than to say I love you, well it's just so romantic, utterly romantic. I was in Marks and Spencer yesterday buying a sandwich for lunch and I saw one such gift for my baby; admittedly it was kind of left field and I wasn't at all sure what his reaction would be but I just couldn't help myself - it just hit me as so romantic. So I bought it, as an extra Easter gift for my baby, and despite our agreement to not go mad, as already mentioned I couldn't help myself.

I was hoping to get home first last night, so I could hide it away, so it would be a surprise for today because if my baby was home there was no way I could possibly sneak it into the house; I'd no idea how or where I could hide it because that would have been kind of difficult truth be told, but in the end it didn't matter, my baby was home first. His car was parked outside as I approached, hoping against hope my baby may have been upstairs so I could get in and make good the hide, I opened the front door and my baby walked through from the kitchen; I was caught red handed! My baby immediately noticed what I was carrying and proclaimed they were beautiful before asking if they were for my Mum and enquired as to why I didn't tell him they were due for a visit. He took them from me to take a closer look and said once again they were beautiful, before asking again who they were for? I just stood there watching my baby holding this gift, obviously enthralled by it with a big smile lighting up his face and I just knew, I just knew I'd made the right choice. It was a beautiful moment that caught me right in the heart, time seem to slide by in slow motion and a tear fell and trailed down my cheek, followed by another and another.............

I'd bought my baby some flowers, he put the flowers down and proceeded to wipe away my tears whilst asking me what was up; I told him the flowers weren't for my Mum or for anyone else apart from him, I'd bought them for him. There followed a look on my baby's face, one I can't even describe apart from the fact it was like when the truth doesn't really sink in, you bought them for me he asked, no one's ever bought me flowers, they're beautiful. That was it, the tears just flooded from my eyes whilst my baby kissed and cuddled me, all the while trying to help stop and dry my tears, but each time he said something about how much he loved me and the flowers, I started again. We kissed and cuddled until my tears were replaced by a smile, a smile that grew and grew as I watched the care and attention my baby took in taking the flowers from the carrier bag, making sure they were watered and fed, and how he gently touched and handled them before placing them in the lounge. I confessed it was the first time I'd ever bought flowers for a guy and I wasn't sure how my baby would react, then again I've never loved any other guy as much I love my boyfriend; and it was just the most beautiful sight to know they were received as I hoped they would be - as a token of my love and affection, I'm so happy they meant so much.

I love you to bits baby, Happy Easter xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.