Waking up to Daryl Dixon's head between her thighs was a pretty decent way to start the day. Mildly protesting him leaving the bed as she came down from orgasm, the day got even better when he returned with a chocolate cake all lit up with candles.

"Happy Birthday Greene," Daryl's grinned down at Beth, placing a tray with the cake right beside her in bed.

"Wha—Daryl Dixon, goin' down on me n' then birthday cake in bed?" Beth blew out the candles, and then reached for one of two forks. He knew better than to waste time bringing plates.

"Mmhm," Daryl nodded, climbing back under the sheets with her, "Wait, are ya tellin' me ya don't remember?"

"Remember what?" Beth asked around a mouthful of cake.

"Pfft, figures. On my birthday, after that second time on the couch, I asked ya what your perfect birthday would be. Ya said all you wanted was my face between your legs and to eat chocolate cake in bed. Actually ya were pretty specific about the cake. Chocolate cake—"

"—chocolate mousse filling, and chocolate buttercream frosting," Beth's eyes went round realizing Daryl had to be telling the truth. Chocolate-chocolate-chocolate cake was her absolute favorite. And her whole body should've turned red with humiliation that she'd said that to him the very first night they met, but she was too busy feeling euphoric from the aforementioned pleasure and hello, the cake in bed.

"Sorry," Beth apologized, "I remember the couch, I do not remember my birthday demands. Next time I'll remember to ask for jewelry."

That wasn't all of course. He'd flown her with him to San Diego since her birthday fell right during the most important press promotion convention for his show. It was the perfect disguise for the surprise of also flying her dad, sister, and brother-in-law to meet up with them. Along with her family, all their friends would be waiting at a karaoke bar he'd rented out in the Gas Lamp Quarter with a taco truck catering out in the patio. Eight months of dating Beth Greene. He'd figured out she loved singing karaoke, and her favorite food was Mexican. He'd also figured out she was already planning his next birthday. It was only fair. She'd given him everything he wanted on his birthday and more. It only took eight months to get to return the favor. Plus however many birthdays they'd get to have after that.

Hugs and big thank you to Stacey and Brandy for reading my stuff n' thangs and for always encouraging me! Stacey is the best beta and Team Captain for coming up with these awesome Summer of Bethyl prompts!