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[cleverblocker]

"If someone isn't dead, dying, or on fire, think very carefully if you want to bother me. Also yes, there is a lion in my house, a real, breathing, shitting, man-eating lion. I'm not making it up. Fuck off."

Unit 1469
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[purrceives]

[ A quick glance upward, the flash of a small smile in return, and Kenma nods as he knocks his shoes against the doormat before stepping inside. He holds out the box in his arms. ] There's a slice for each of us. [ Apple pie for him, strawberry shortcake for Tsukishima. ] Are we still going to stay in today? [ He isn't sure if his "family" has been too noisy or disruptive for that to happen. ]

[cleverblocker]

[even if he doesn't quite smile, tsukishima's whole face lights up when he sees the box that kenma is carrying. it's always the right time for cake.]

Mm, for the most part. [he leads the way into the kitchen.] I...was thinking maybe we could go out for a little bit this afternoon. I need you to pick out your Christmas present.

[purrceives]

[ He makes a sound of acknowledgement, not seeming to mind the minor change in plans, and follows after Tsukishima, placing the box carefully onto the counter. ] You don't have to get me anything. [ It's a quiet mumble, sincere and humbled, because he most certainly appreciates the thought despite his own words. ]

[cleverblocker]

[even though he isn't facing kenma as he takes the plates out of the cabinet, the back of his neck is red.]

Ah. Um, I was... [grumble. mumble.] The same present. For both of us. M-matching.

[purrceives]

[ Tsukishima doesn't stumble over his words like that normally, so it draws Kenma's more direct attention to him, golden gaze flicking up curiously. And then his eyes dart away when he hears that explanation, his ears feeling hot as his lips twitch into a smile and his hands fidget at his sides. ] Oh. I wasn't expecting something like that. [ His soft tone is honest, not revealing of his feelings until he continues. ] That sounds... nice. Having matching things. [ Like something that connects them even when they're apart (though they hardly are). ]

[cleverblocker]

[tsukishima clears his throat, covering his mouth with the back of his hand as he tries to get his blushing cheeks under control. it's stupid, to be so embarrassed about this when they've already been dating for months now, but...it seems like the sort of thing a girl would want or get excited about, and while he's comfortable with his sexuality and gender, he also can't help but get flustered sometimes.]

Are you sure? We can do something else if you want. I know this is kind of out of the blue...

[purrceives]

[ It's so shockingly cute, Kenma's at an utter loss, and he almost wishes he were taller just for the easier opportunity to pull Tsukishima's hand away, kiss his blushing cheeks. Still, he moves closer to stand at his side, leaning into him amiably as he lifts a hand, fingers curling into the back of his boyfriend's shirt as he looks at the cake with a pleased, narrowed gaze. ] I'm fine with it. If we can come back and play games after.

[cleverblocker]

[with kenma standing by his side, it's easy to feel less embarrassed. the other is looking at the cakes that he carefully removes from their boxes, not at his face. it makes him feel less overwhelmed with nerves.]

Mm, that sounds like a plan. Do you want to go after we've eaten our cake?

[purrceives]

[ He shrugs, lifting his shoulders in a sign of his nonchalance towards their plans. ] It doesn't really matter. We can eat later, and go now, if you want to. [ He does glance up then, as if to check Tsukishima's reaction and decision with his eyes as much as with his ears. ]

[cleverblocker]

[tsukishima looks sheepish, but at least it's not the full-blown mortification from earlier.]

Now that we have the cake out...I don't think I can wait. It looks so good.

[purrceives]

[ The corner of his lips quirks up before he gives a nod of agreement. ] Let's eat then. [ But quickly, before that, Kenma gives a few tiny tugs at the other's shirt, leaning up on his toes. He can't reach Tsukishima on his own for a kiss, so he'll need him to bend down a bit. ]

[cleverblocker]

[it's easy to understand what the little tugs at his shirt mean; it happens many times whenever they're together. his sheepish look fades into one of affection, and he obligingly bends down so he can press his lips to kenma's.]

Thanks again for the cake.

[purrceives]

[ It's warm, and soft, just as it always is, leaving a tingling feeling on his lips as he lingers close to Tsukishima for a few more moments before dropping back onto his heels. His smile is a little more pronounced then. ] It's nothing. I was craving some anyway.

[cleverblocker]

[he hands the plate with kenma's slice on it to the boy, and his chest feels a little warmer knowing that he's the reason that beautiful, soft smile is there.]

Far be it from me turn down cake if you bought it for yourself. I'm so benevolent.

[purrceives]

[ He takes the plate with a brightening of his gaze before he turns up his nose. ] Shouyou and your team would disagree. [ Dryly teasing, but the murmur that comes from him after is far more genuine, honest. ] But I know you can be.

[cleverblocker]

[he snorts, taking his own plate and moving to sit at the table.]

Don't you dare tell them, I have a reputation to uphold.

[purrceives]

I doubt they'd believe me. [ But the response gets a huff of laughter from Kenma as he follows, sitting across from his boyfriend. It doesn't take him long to start digging in, stuffing his cheeks with numerous spoonfuls, speaking around it seemingly without care for politeness. ] Did you have a specific place in mind to go? For the present you mentioned.

[cleverblocker]

[pfffft.]

I think you're right. I don't think anyone who's met me understands how you put up with me.

[he digs into his cake, but without kenma's enthusiasm. it's cute, how he stuffs his cheeks almost like a chipmunk or other adorable, small animal. truthfully he's just as excited for the sweet treat, but the table manners his mother spent so much time scaring into him are hard to forget.]

Ah, there's...a small jewelry shop in the shopping district that I had in mind.

[purrceives]

People could say the same the other way. I'm sure they have to Kuro before. [ Along with the fact that he spoils him, lets him get away with things he shouldn't. He knows he isn't the most easy to get along with because of his apathy and personality in general. Kenma's gaze flicks up at that, eyebrows lifting in his curiosity. ] We're getting jewellery then?

[cleverblocker]

[he looks perplexed.]

But you're so cute. It'd be like getting frustrated with a kitten.

[and oh, there's his blush again, he hadn't missed that.]

Um, not anything flashy, but...yes.

[purrceives]

[ His brows furrow, a surprised sort of indignation appearing on his face in the face of his own embarrassment. ] I-... I am not. [ Kenma picks at a piece of his dessert for a moment contemplatively, and then scoops it into his mouth. ] I've never worn some. It'll take getting used to, but it should be fine.

[cleverblocker]

[he smirks.]

Totally are. I bet anyone on your team would agree. And don't worry, I promise it won't be something heavy or cumbersome that'll get in your way.

[purrceives]

That's hardly fair, they'd agree just because we're Nekoma. [ Stabbing at his food now, puffy cheeks noticeably flushed. ] Okay. I'm glad. It would be tiring to wear something like that.

[cleverblocker]

[he makes a face at him for being difficult.]

I don't want you to make you tired, so we'll make sure that it works for you. It'd be kind of a bad gift otherwise.

[purrceives]

[ Kenma frowns, gaze shifting from one side to the next before he stretches his legs out under the table, entwining them with the other's. ] I just don't get why you think I'm cute. [ He sounds apologetic about it though. ] I know. You're always considerate of me. I appreciate it, even if I don't say it often.