提示：其實(shí)生日是2月3日。我現(xiàn)在才傳上來 翻譯： 你和Micah要為他的生日掛氣球。 你癱倒在地，大叫著“啊啊啊！我很抱歉，我真是笨手笨腳的，我沒想到工作會讓我今天這么久！你幫我把這些掛起來我感覺好糟糕！” “什么說真的，沒關(guān)系我喜歡和你一起做這種事。這不是被計(jì)劃好的，只是一起出去玩我很欣賞你的想法——”他停下來環(huán)顧四周，“綠色和粉紅色的氣球？有沒有別的方法可以告訴我你對我完全著迷了？你想告訴我你知道我最喜歡的顏色，以及它如何與你最喜歡的顏色搭配得如此糟糕?！? 你微笑皺眉。這是如此甜蜜，他注意到但你覺得自己是個(gè)更大的混蛋，因?yàn)槟銢]有為他準(zhǔn)備好一切。你對他撅起小嘴“我愛你。謝謝你注意到。” “當(dāng)然，天使。你知道，我只是喜歡平凡的家庭事物反正，我真的不能要求一個(gè)更好的生日?！?他瞥了一眼旁邊，狡黠地笑著，“另外，這難道不讓我看起來像是有史以來最體貼、最善解人意的男朋友嗎？天哪，說到做一個(gè)好男朋友，我真是出類拔萃，不是嗎？” 你嘲笑他，對他輕笑，被他的厚顏無恥逗樂了，“你真傻?！? 系好最后一個(gè)氣球后，他抓住你的腰，在你頭上戴上生日帽，戴上他的“生日快樂”墨鏡。他緊緊地抱著你，在你頭上印下一吻。你看到他在你身后摸索著手機(jī)，播放著約翰·傳奇的歌曲《普通人》。 當(dāng)他牽著你的手和你跳舞時(shí)，你會情不自禁地對他傻笑。你在你公寓的廚房里，但你忍不住覺得你在舞廳里，他是如何抱著你的。他喃喃地念著歌詞，在歌詞間歇的時(shí)候在你耳邊低語。 “看到了嗎？告訴過你我不可能有一個(gè)更好的生日了。這樣真好。我們會犯錯(cuò)，但無論如何我們都會玩得很開心?！? 這是他充分利用當(dāng)下所擁有的一切的方式。是他搖晃你，將你擁入懷中的方式。這是幾個(gè)月前你們在Youtube上一起學(xué)國標(biāo)舞的方式只要他愿意，他就會拉你去跳舞。是他看你的眼神，對你微笑，想你的樣子。他讓你覺得你所做的一切都不可能是錯(cuò)的，他每天都提醒你，他只想和你在一起。 你看看你組裝好的廚房，你在陶藝課上一起做的菜，你們一起以2倍的速度研究的銀器，看了一堆該死的Youtube視頻，在做出承諾之前列出每個(gè)品牌的優(yōu)缺點(diǎn)，他祖母給他的鍋碗瓢盆，你們一起買的椅子。你只想和他在一起 曲終人散，他從冰箱里拿出你買給他的草莓蛋糕，用叉子叉著吃-甚至不切蛋糕，并提供給你一個(gè)草莓，然后撲通一個(gè)在他嘴里。你們都喜歡對方的陪伴，當(dāng)一個(gè)迷路的氣球飛得太遠(yuǎn)時(shí)，你們會像孩子一樣在沙發(fā)上跳起來，一天結(jié)束后，你們一起刷牙，互相擁抱。 “你今天過得好嗎？”你帶著拘謹(jǐn)?shù)奈⑿査欀碱^，希望他會說是的——盡管你們在一起度過了美好的一天，但還是有點(diǎn)內(nèi)疚?！拔也荒芤笠粋€(gè)更好的生日。我喜歡你搞砸是不是很糟看到你這么在乎我覺得很可愛我根本就不在乎那么多” 他停頓了一下，“去年，我剛為自己準(zhǔn)備了一個(gè)最后一刻的蛋糕。結(jié)果我就一個(gè)人在電腦桌上吃了。今年絕對是一個(gè)大升級。我沒有住在朋友或家人附近所以我什么都沒做?！?他再次停頓?！爱?dāng)然，我收到了生日祝福。但僅此而已。老實(shí)說，我有點(diǎn)忘了它來得這么快?！?他繼續(xù)說，“我工作了一整天，目不轉(zhuǎn)睛地盯著電腦屏幕。而我卻一點(diǎn)都不開心我忘了我為什么要這么努力我忘記了我真正想要的生活，以及對我來說重要的是什么。。。所以我重新認(rèn)識了什么對我來說是重要的。我是誰，我想成為什么樣的人，我想要我的生活是什么樣的——老實(shí)說？這是我一直想要的我想成為一個(gè)善解人意、善良、愚蠢、脆弱的人我想和一個(gè)能讓我做那個(gè)人而不覺得自己愚蠢。我想和你在一起我也很喜歡這樣的生活” “我愛你” “我也愛你” 和你一起入睡，知道明天也會是美好的一天，充滿期待的事情。對他充滿了新的認(rèn)識。充滿了關(guān)于你的東西。滿是要犯的錯(cuò)誤。。。但你會從容面對他，你生命中的另一半。 ------------------------------------------ 我們達(dá)到了社區(qū)的目標(biāo)，所以我們會有一些Micah的ASMR！希望大家喜歡！ 原文： You and Micah are putting balloons up for his birthday. You slump to the ground, exclaiming, “Arghh!! I’m so sorry, I’m such a klutz, I didn’t think work would keep me this long today! I feel so bad having you help me put these up!” “What? Seriously, it’s okay. I like doing stuff like this with you. It’s not about being planned, it’s just about hanging out together and I appreciate the thought you put into it—,” he pauses to look around, “Green and pink balloons? Is there any other way to tell me that you’re utterly obsessed with me? You wanna show me you know my favorite color and how it matches with your favorite color sooooooooooo bad.” You smile frown. It’s so sweet that he noticed but you feel like an even bigger jerk for not having everything ready for him. You give him a little pouty, “I love you. Thanks for noticing.” “Ofcourse, angel. You know that I just love mundane domestic things anyways, I really couldn’t ask for a better birthday.” He glances to the side, smiling deviously, “Plus, doesn’t this make me look like the most caring, understanding boyfriend ever? God, I’m just cream of the crop when it comes to being a good boyfriend, aren’t I?” You scoffed and chuckled at him, amused by his audacity, “You’re so silly.” After tying the last balloon, he grabs you by the waist and plops a birthday hat on your head and puts on his “HAPPY BDAY” shades on. Holding you close in a hug, he plants a kiss on your head. You see him fumbling on his phone behind you and the song “Ordinary People” by John Legend plays. You can't help but giggle at him as he takes your hand and dances with you. You’re in the kitchen of your apartment, but you can’t help but feel like you’re in a ballroom with how he holds you. He murmurs the lyrics, whispering into your ears between the intermission of the lyrics. “See? Told you that I wouldn’t be able to hope for a better birthday. It’s so nice like this. We’ll make mistakes and we’ll have a good time anyway.” It’s the way that he makes the most of what he has in the moment. It’s the way that he sways you and holds you in his arms. It’s the way that you both learned ballroom dancing on Youtube together months prior to this and he pulls you into a dance whenever he feels like it. It’s the way he looks at you, smiles at you, thinks of you. He makes you feel like nothing you do could ever be a mistake, and reminds you everyday that all he wants is to be with you. You look at the kitchen that you’ve put together, the dishes you made in pottery class together, the silverware you researched together on 2x speed watching a shit load of Youtube videos and making a pros and cons list of every brand before making a commitment to them, the pots and pans that his grandmother gave him, the chairs that you both shopped for. All you want is to be with him. The song finishes and he takes out the strawberry cake that you got for him, out of the fridge and digs in with a fork–not even slicing up the cake and offers you a strawberry before plopping one in his mouth. You both enjoy each other's company, and end up jumping on the couch like children when a stray balloon flies up too far to reach, and once the day is over you brush your teeth together, and cuddle up with one another. “Did you have a good day today?” you ask with your squeamish smile-frown, hoping that he’ll say yes–still a little guilty despite the great day you had together. “I couldn’t ask for a better birthday. Is it bad that I kind of enjoyed you messing up? I think it’s cute when I see you care so much. I don’t even care that much.” He pauses, “Last year, I just got a last minute cake for myself. And I just ate it alone on my computer desk. This year has definitely been an upgrade. I wasn’t living near my friends or family so I just–did nothing.” He pauses again. “I got birthday wishes, of course. But that was all. Kind of forgot it was coming so quickly to be honest.” He continues, “I just worked all day, glued to my computer screen. And I wasn’t happy at all. I forgot why I was working so hard. I forgot what I really wanted in life, and what was important to me…so I just relearned what was important to me again. Who I was, who I want to be, what I want my life to look like—and honestly? This is all I’ve ever wanted. I want to be someone understanding and nice and stupid and goofy and vulnerable and I wanna be with someone who lets me be that person without feeling stupid. I want to be with you and I love my life like this.” “I love you.” “I love you, too.” And you fall asleep together, knowing that tomorrow will also be a nice day, full of things to look forward to. Full of new things to learn about him. Full of things to learn about you. Full of mistakes to be made...but you'll take it in stride with him, your partner in life. ------------------------------------------ We hit the community goal so we would have some Micah ASMR a while back and here it is! I hope you enjoy!