[action] it's not quite cake but it'll do.
Alfred had never really done birthdays this close to Christmas before and he almost thought his xbox was lying to him when he double-checked Ivan's birthday but there it was, plain as day.
December 30th.
Truth be told he was exhausted and part of him just wanted to skip out but a much larger part, one that liked Ivan a whole lot, nudged him out into the snow, trekking along the roads at night before he arrived at Ivan's home. He buzzed the doorbell a few times and gave it a solid few pounds with his fist until he was pretty sure the neighbors could hear.
When the door opened, Alfred gave Ivan a beaming smile, shaking snow from his hair. "I didn't get you anything too special, but I did get you a sweet card and some leftover pie." He offered the card first and stole one kiss when Ivan came close enough to take it.
"And I'm here to offer myself as a heating for one night. So happy birthday and junk."