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. ]
[ Yuji really isn't expecting the cake - he's sitting, about ready to get his phone out and start looking through the internet - when Megumi comes back over, and he's lifting his head up.
Huh? Eyes widening, he leans down to look at the cake with an awed expression. ]
Megumi...
[ Reaching out, he pulls it closer. Why is he getting so emotional...? ]
[ Megumi nods, watching Yuji carefully. He doesn't have to guess with Yuji's emotions – which is a relief, more than he realizes – but he's still cautious about vulnerable things, like making a whole birthday cake for your boyfriend.
But Yuji seems to like it, so... ]
That's why I didn't join you yesterday. [ Otherwise, he definitely would have indulged in a day-out with Yuji and everyone else. ]
[ It's such a simple thing, but to Yuji... It means a lot. The idea of someone spending time making a cake for him, caring enough about him to want to cherish him... His gut twists, just a little.
[ Megumi still has that half-uncertain look on his face as he processes Yuji's reaction, but... he thinks this is going well? He's literally never done this for someone before, and he's clearly out of his element – but as soon as Yuji reaches for him, that anxiety seems to melt away.
Stepping around the counter, Megumi settles in the circle of Yuji's arms, resting a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder. ]
I didn't ask what you flavor you wanted, so I just guessed. [ So he hopes?? It tastes fine??? ]
[ Yuji leans up as soon as Megumi is close enough, tilting his head up to steal a kiss - a little harder, an edge of desperation to it, bringing him as close as he can get and squeezing. He loves him, he loves him so much...
[ The fierceness of the hug and kiss takes Megumi momentarily by surprise. He's not complaining by any stretch, and he returns the affection in kind, hand curled around the nape of Yuji's neck to hold him close. ]
Yeah. [ This is the part he's terrible at: accepting gratitude. ] Uh... you're welcome. [ Nailed it.
He glances over his shoulder at the bread and eggs he put out, adding, ]
I'll still cook actual breakfast, but I wanted you to... uh... have this.
[ Yuji is so violently happy that it overcomes him, not able to do much more than grab at Megumi and keep hold of him. No one has ever made him feel like, this, but...
But...
Leaning up, he takes another kiss before he relents, letting his arms drop away so his boyfriend can get back to what he was doing. ]
[ Megumi's little smile is harder to notice when he's shuffling around the kitchen, putting the bread in the toaster and getting ready to fry some eggs – but it's definitely there. ]
You can still eat most of it – I don't do a ton of sugar. [ Unlike a sensei who shall not be named.
Mm, it's probably bad to eat it all in one go either way.
[ Leaning on his hand, he watches Megumi move around with a little smile, tilting his head. He's feeling a level of soft fondness that he can't escape. ]
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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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Huh? Eyes widening, he leans down to look at the cake with an awed expression. ]
Megumi...
[ Reaching out, he pulls it closer. Why is he getting so emotional...? ]
... Did you make this?
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But Yuji seems to like it, so... ]
That's why I didn't join you yesterday. [ Otherwise, he definitely would have indulged in a day-out with Yuji and everyone else. ]
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[ It's such a simple thing, but to Yuji... It means a lot. The idea of someone spending time making a cake for him, caring enough about him to want to cherish him... His gut twists, just a little.
Megumi really loves him...
Reaching out, he opens his arms. ]
Come here.
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Stepping around the counter, Megumi settles in the circle of Yuji's arms, resting a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder. ]
I didn't ask what you flavor you wanted, so I just guessed. [ So he hopes?? It tastes fine??? ]
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When he's done, he nuzzles into his neck. ]
It's perfect. Thank you.
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Yeah. [ This is the part he's terrible at: accepting gratitude. ] Uh... you're welcome. [ Nailed it.
He glances over his shoulder at the bread and eggs he put out, adding, ]
I'll still cook actual breakfast, but I wanted you to... uh... have this.
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But...
Leaning up, he takes another kiss before he relents, letting his arms drop away so his boyfriend can get back to what he was doing. ]
It's perfect. Thank you, Megumi.
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You can have some while I cook or put it back in the fridge if you wanna save it for later.
[ Time for toast! And eggs! ]
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[ He's a good boy. ]
I want to share it with you anyway.
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You can still eat most of it – I don't do a ton of sugar. [ Unlike a sensei who shall not be named.
Or actually—
Megumi points at the cake with his spatula. ]
Don't share with Gojo-sensei.
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[ Leaning on his hand, he watches Megumi move around with a little smile, tilting his head. He's feeling a level of soft fondness that he can't escape. ]
Hah? Why not sensei?
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[ Megumi holds his palm above the warmed pan, then seeming satisfied, reaches for the eggs. ]
And I don't want him to think I'm just gonna start making desserts all the time.
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[ Yuji nods, understanding immediately. ]
He'll definitely try and harrass you.
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And he'll give me shit for the decorating.
[ Because Megumi absolutely made the little chocolate heart himself... ]
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