[ Convincing Gojo to take Yuji out somewhere while Megumi prepares birthday surprises turns out to be super easy. The day before, Gojo drags Yuji and Kugisaki out of the school, babbling about picking a birthday cake from an actual bakery, something everybody else can share later. Megumi begs off, and Gojo barely leaves time for anyone to question before steering his students out of the dorms. With some semblance of privacy, Megumi uses the time to bake a smaller, more personal cake for Yuji – a cute little strawberry one. Megumi even goes to the trouble of making a chocolate decoration with Yuji’s name on it.
After he finishes the baking and frosting and all the details, Megumi hides the cake in one of the less-frequented fridges in the dorm and leaves it overnight. He figures he’ll surprise Yuji with it at breakfast or something.
The morning of Yuji’s actual birthday, Megumi wakes first, a tangled mess of limbs with his boyfriend in Megumi’s dorm room. Yuji is wrapped around him like an oversized koala, and Megumi has to gently rotate in the circle of his arms to see that familiar, sweet face, still slack with sleep. With a groggy smile, Megumi leans in and nuzzles at his boyfriend’s jaw, mumbling with a dream-rough voice, ]
[ Yuji doesn't think twice about Gojo dragging him out to go somewhere - that's weirdly normal most days, so he doesn't even consider it unusual - letting himself be steered and pulled this way and that. He's a little bit disappointed that Megumi doesn't seem to be joining them, but he lets it go, allows himself to enjoy the good company of his teacher and one of his best friends, gleeful and excited about the prospect of doing something fun.
Not that fighting curses isn't fun, in its own way, but. Well.
It means he wakes up a little bit later than he might otherwise, even with Megumi nuzzling into him, kissing him gently. Blinking himself awake, he yawns a little, jaw cracking before he rubs at his eyes gently. Huh... Eventually, his brain comes back into focus, drawing his attention to what's going on. His boyfriend, the day, his birthday...?
Turning his head, he leans up and kisses Megumi gently. ]
[ That's fair, Megumi has to admit. The basic passage of time is hard to grasp in their lives, if only because so much happens. All the time. Who knows what fucking month it is?
Sighing, Megumi kisses Yuji back, knocking their noses together affectionately as he plays with his boyfriend's messy hair. ]
Then surprise: it's your birthday. [ He's enthusiastic... Really... ]
It's been super busy! It's really not that much of a surprise...
[ Even when he'd gone to bed the night before he hadn't really thought in his mind about what the date was. He's never been the kind of person to think about those kinds of things, though, and now he feels a little silly for forgetting.
It's not as if he'd ever forget Megumi's birthday, so... ]
Thanks, Megumi. [ Leaning in, he kisses him gently. ] What a perfect way to wake up.
[ Toast and egg and a birthday cake. Perfect breakfast.
Climbing out of bed, Megumi goes over to fish out some fresh, casual clothes. It's not a school day so he can wear whatever, but he's not going down to the kitchen in his pajamas. ]
[ Yuji is quick to follow, trailing Megumi around the room like a lost puppy absently, ending up wrapping his arms around him from behind and nuzzling into his neck. ]
[ Megumi is partway into pulling on his shirt when Yuji winds his arms around him, and he pauses to look over his shoulder at his boyfriend with an amused little huff, leaving the shirt around his elbows. ]
Want to borrow one of my sweaters? [ Readily offering to share his clothes? That's how you know he likes Yuji. ]
[ Yuji's a little too busy nuzzling into him, pressing kisses to the shape of his spine before he breathes out. It's distracting, seeing Megumi all soft like this, and it's hard to focus... ]
[ Even though Megumi was trying to get dressed, he doesn't seem too pressed by the affection – if anything, he's basking in it, not trying to shake Yuji off. ]
So what? I don't care if something's a little big on me later. [ Or he'll just let Yuji borrow the same sweater repeatedly. ]
You can't stay glued to me for the whole day, doofus.
[ Megumi finally tugs his shirt on properly, then reaches for one of his slightly-looser pullovers, turning back to Yuji. Rather than simply hand it over, he gathers the sweater up, loops it over Yuji's head, and tugs the fabric down just to fit through the collar. With the rest of the garment just hanging from Yuji's neck, Megumi pulls his boyfriend close again for another affectionate kiss.
He may pretend to huff and puff over things like the necessity of getting dressed, but Megumi clearly isn't above being goofy with his boyfriend. ]
[ If there was ever going to be a day where he would be allowed to stay attached to Megumi for as long as he wanted, it would be this day. He has a valid excuse and everything!
Letting Megumi dress him is easy, and he settles into it with a bright smile, happy and content with the warmth of the moment. It's tender, and he leans in to take the kiss with a small, pleased sound, arms wrapping around Megumi again.
He is not immune to the allure of his boyfriend. ]
[ New version of the old problem: with Yuji's arms around Megumi again, the sweater won't go lower than his shoulders. Oh well. Megumi just wants to return those kisses, content to set aside his usual fastidious routine in favor of indulging Yuji. ]
Hm, good point.
[ He presses a kiss to the corner of Yuji's mouth. ] Guess that means you can, if you want.
[ Yuji can't help the way he laughs into the kisses, wiggling closer and pushing himself into his boyfriend's space to kiss him harder, to steal as many as he can get away with before he's bonked on the head and forced to leave it be. He wants more, of course, but for now...
He can relent, just a little.
Reaching out, he picks Megumi up and spins him with a tight hug before putting him down and letting him go. ]
[ The startled noise out of Megumi is almost comical when Yuji lifts him off the floor, spinning him in a tight hug and depositing him back in place before Megumi even has a chance to complain. Instead, he just looks a little off-kilter for a second, blinking and then recovering shortly to reach out and ruffle Yuji's hair before he's out of reach. ]
Come on, you little menace.
[ To the kitchen! Where Megumi stashed the small birthday cake he baked especially for Yuji. ]
[ His tone is somehow bland and affectionate as he leads the way to the kitchen.
Once they make it to the well-stocked kitchen space, Megumi points at the closest seat for Yuji as he goes right to the cabinet to pull out everything he needs for toast and eggs. ]
[ Yuji just laughs, following after him. When he's told to sit down, he shakes his head but plops down all the same, totally prepared to do as he's told and be a good boy.
[ He's very aware, even if Yuji is practically the platonic ideal of "golden retriever boyfriend." And though he sets out everything he needs for the normal breakfast, he leaves the ingredients and frying pan by the stove before he goes to fetch the cute little cake he baked yesterday from the fridge.
Bringing the dessert over, Megumi presents it on the counter in front of Yuji so he can read the little birthday message that Megumi painstakingly wrote in chocolate frosting – well-wishes and Yuji's name on a chocolate heart.
It's disgustingly adorable and clearly took a lot of time. ]
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idk the au where they make it to Yuji’s birthday
After he finishes the baking and frosting and all the details, Megumi hides the cake in one of the less-frequented fridges in the dorm and leaves it overnight. He figures he’ll surprise Yuji with it at breakfast or something.
The morning of Yuji’s actual birthday, Megumi wakes first, a tangled mess of limbs with his boyfriend in Megumi’s dorm room. Yuji is wrapped around him like an oversized koala, and Megumi has to gently rotate in the circle of his arms to see that familiar, sweet face, still slack with sleep. With a groggy smile, Megumi leans in and nuzzles at his boyfriend’s jaw, mumbling with a dream-rough voice, ]
Happy birthday, Yuji.
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Not that fighting curses isn't fun, in its own way, but. Well.
It means he wakes up a little bit later than he might otherwise, even with Megumi nuzzling into him, kissing him gently. Blinking himself awake, he yawns a little, jaw cracking before he rubs at his eyes gently. Huh... Eventually, his brain comes back into focus, drawing his attention to what's going on. His boyfriend, the day, his birthday...?
Turning his head, he leans up and kisses Megumi gently. ]
I totally forgot... Thanks, Megumi.
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You forgot?
[ Of course he did. ]
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[ Shaking his head, he pouts, trying to steal another kiss. ]
I wasn't thinking about it...
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[ That's fair, Megumi has to admit. The basic passage of time is hard to grasp in their lives, if only because so much happens. All the time. Who knows what fucking month it is?
Sighing, Megumi kisses Yuji back, knocking their noses together affectionately as he plays with his boyfriend's messy hair. ]
Then surprise: it's your birthday. [ He's enthusiastic... Really... ]
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[ Even when he'd gone to bed the night before he hadn't really thought in his mind about what the date was. He's never been the kind of person to think about those kinds of things, though, and now he feels a little silly for forgetting.
It's not as if he'd ever forget Megumi's birthday, so... ]
Thanks, Megumi. [ Leaning in, he kisses him gently. ] What a perfect way to wake up.
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C'mon. I'll make you breakfast. [ Birthday breakfast for the birthday boy! ]
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Can I have toast and egg?
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[ Toast and egg and a birthday cake. Perfect breakfast.
Climbing out of bed, Megumi goes over to fish out some fresh, casual clothes. It's not a school day so he can wear whatever, but he's not going down to the kitchen in his pajamas. ]
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You're warm...
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Want to borrow one of my sweaters? [ Readily offering to share his clothes? That's how you know he likes Yuji. ]
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... Yeah. I might stretch them out, though.
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So what? I don't care if something's a little big on me later. [ Or he'll just let Yuji borrow the same sweater repeatedly. ]
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You'd look cute in a big sweater...
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[ He rolls his eyes at Yuji, even if he's smiling as he glances over his shoulder at his boyfriend. ]
You gotta let go if I'm gonna get one for you.
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[ Obviously? Stop being cute and he won't be in this situation! ]
I don't want to let go, though... [ But, with a sigh, his arms drop away. ]
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[ Megumi finally tugs his shirt on properly, then reaches for one of his slightly-looser pullovers, turning back to Yuji. Rather than simply hand it over, he gathers the sweater up, loops it over Yuji's head, and tugs the fabric down just to fit through the collar. With the rest of the garment just hanging from Yuji's neck, Megumi pulls his boyfriend close again for another affectionate kiss.
He may pretend to huff and puff over things like the necessity of getting dressed, but Megumi clearly isn't above being goofy with his boyfriend. ]
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[ If there was ever going to be a day where he would be allowed to stay attached to Megumi for as long as he wanted, it would be this day. He has a valid excuse and everything!
Letting Megumi dress him is easy, and he settles into it with a bright smile, happy and content with the warmth of the moment. It's tender, and he leans in to take the kiss with a small, pleased sound, arms wrapping around Megumi again.
He is not immune to the allure of his boyfriend. ]
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Hm, good point.
[ He presses a kiss to the corner of Yuji's mouth. ] Guess that means you can, if you want.
But it's just gonna make breakfast take longer.
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He can relent, just a little.
Reaching out, he picks Megumi up and spins him with a tight hug before putting him down and letting him go. ]
Okay, okay. Breakfast time.
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Come on, you little menace.
[ To the kitchen! Where Megumi stashed the small birthday cake he baked especially for Yuji. ]
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[ But he is trailing out after Megumi like a puppy all the same, no hesitation, because he loves him. ]
You said I was good!
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[ His tone is somehow bland and affectionate as he leads the way to the kitchen.
Once they make it to the well-stocked kitchen space, Megumi points at the closest seat for Yuji as he goes right to the cabinet to pull out everything he needs for toast and eggs. ]
You, sit.
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If he had a tail, it would be wagging. ]
I'm not a dog, you know.
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[ He's very aware, even if Yuji is practically the platonic ideal of "golden retriever boyfriend." And though he sets out everything he needs for the normal breakfast, he leaves the ingredients and frying pan by the stove before he goes to fetch the cute little cake he baked yesterday from the fridge.
Bringing the dessert over, Megumi presents it on the counter in front of Yuji so he can read the little birthday message that Megumi painstakingly wrote in chocolate frosting – well-wishes and Yuji's name on a chocolate heart.
It's disgustingly adorable and clearly took a lot of time. ]
Dogs don't usually eat birthday cakes.
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