[Mikleo laughs as Sorey bolts to find their kitten. He cleans up the table and puts the dishes into the washer. Only then does the older man start getting out the glasses and alcohol so that he can mix some drinks, setting them on the table.
He digs into the freezer and takes out the mochi. There's...an actual gallon tub full of them, so this should last a little while.]
Hey, Sorey, I've got your birthday mochi out, if you want some right now.
[Mikleo sounds amused. He's pretty sure that'll get Sorey running like the kitten when she hears the word "food."]
[Sorey straightens immediately, which proves to be a bad idea as he hits his head on the endtable. THUMP.] Ow! Uhh, I-I'm coming! [He scrambles to his feet.] And I'm okay!
[The cat wanders out of some hole she's decided to sleep in for the past few minutes, making Sorey feel rather foolish. The cat wasn't even back there. Damn it. He rubs at the back of his head as he comes to the table again... and promptly drops his arm to his side.]
... Are those real? Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. They look like something out of a magazine! How can I eat them? I want to eat them. Mikleo, can I? Can I, pleeeeease?
[That thump he hears gets him walking to see what Sorey just did to himself. Mikleo eyes him suspiciously when his boyfriend enters the kitchen.]
Are you sure you're all right? That sounded pretty bad.
[Ugh, but it's hard to keep frowning when the brunet is acting like a puppy presented with his favorite treat. Jesus Christ.]
You have to save some for me and you're not allowed to eat more than half the tub. Otherwise, it's fair game.
[Mikleo kisses his cheek and goes to start mixing the two of them some drinks. He starts off with making a White Rabbit cocktail. When he's done, he sets the glass down in front of Sorey while taking the other one for himself.]
This is called a White Rabbit cocktail. It's got some vodka in it, but I put in a lot less than normal for yours. I figure you should probably work you're way up to having what it actually calls for.
I'm fine, I'm fine! [He doesn't want to delay the Mochi-ing any longer. But, gosh, he looks like he's about to pick Mikleo up and whirl him around. He's that happy.]
Thank you! Thank you so much!
[Despite his insatiable hunger, he takes one of the wagashi delicately in his hand and he only eats a small part of it at first. He wants to savor these, not get sick off them and puke them up. That would not be a good way to spend his birthday-- even his 21st. He's not that kind of guy.
He moans rather inappropriately at the sweet vanilla taste and closes his eyes. Give him a minute, he's in heaven.]
Mikleo, you need to try one of these. They're incredible. Best thing I've ever eaten-- don't tell my mom.
[He leans over to look at the cocktails. After a moment, he picks up the glass and gives it a sniff.]
I don't think this is on the Cabin 11 menu. Looks yummy, though. [The alcohol smells less strong than the drinks he's made at work. He tilts it back and takes a big sip, unafraid of anything that Mikleo could make.]
Oh! This is good! [It tastes more like vanilla than vodka. The sweetness drowns out the sharpness of the alcohol, which he severely appreciates.] ... What if I just drank this whole thing...?
[Sorey just laughs. He doesn't care that he just moaned into his mochi. It's worth moaning about.]
Well, it's really good. I think it should be on the menu. We could even serve it with some chocolate on the side for people who want a little variety or something.
[He's not sure Cabin 11 is that kind of bar, but what if it was. What if it was.]
In that case... [He finishes his mochi and chases it with the rest of the cocktail. It's mild enough that the burning in his throat doesn't last; it's nice and smooth, owing to Mikleo's expert mixing.] Mmm, yep, that's good. I'll never understand why people drink beer when there's stuff like this.
[He sets down his empty glass and pulls Mikleo gently against him. Sorey's eyes are full of love and laughter as he leans in, his lips tantalizingly close.]
Well, I can at least bring it up with Luke at some point.
[He knocks back the rest of his drink as well, and finishes off his mochi afterwards. There's a proud smile on his face at the compliment.]
I gave up understanding. It just means more for the rest of us.
[Mikleo puts down his empty glass right as Sorey pulls him closer. His own expression is a combination of amusement and love. He puts his arms around the brunet's neck. One hand plays with the ends of Sorey's hair at the base of his neck.]
[Sorey smiles big enough that the corners of his eyes pinch together. He's so grateful for his gorgeous talented boyfriend, and it stirs all sorts of happy sappy flutterings in his heart and his soul. To be frank: he is so in love that it's disgusting. He wraps his arms comfortably around Mikleo's middle, slowly rubs his back.]
Today has been wonderful. It means so much... Thank you.
[He can't really say it enough. But he can kiss Mikleo at least, so he does-- a tease of soft vanilla lips that finally culminates in something a little less chaste.]
[Mikleo practically melts at both the smile and having his back rubbed. Sorey isn't the only one disgustingly in love, that's for sure. The older man just tries to keep it subtle.]
You're more than worth it.
[He returns the kiss with a soft sigh, and welcomes his boyfriend warmly when he makes the kiss less than chaste. The taste of vanilla and Sorey is just as intoxicating as the alcohol.]
[Sorey has wanted nothing more than to kiss Mikleo all night. With his hands free he can kiss and cuddle to his heart's content. While one hand slips lower to scritch his friend's lower back, Sorey draws his other one through Mikleo's bountiful curls. He never tires of them whether they're chestnut brown or brilliant cloud-blue. They're a part of Mikleo like his eyes and his fingertips and his scars, so of course he loves all of it.
He seems to grow in confidence as the kiss goes on, even licking Mikleo's lips between kisses. Everything about him is joy and laughter; he loses more than one happy chuckle against Mikleo's mouth.]
[Mikleo hums as he's kissed, smiling softly into it. He chuckles quietly as Sorey licks his lips, though a shiver does skitter down his spine. He tilts his head into his boyfriend's touch as he feels fingers in his hair. The older man returns the gesture in kind, fully burying his hand in unruly, brown hair. Mikleo scrapes his nails gently at Sorey's scalp.
He only breaks the kiss to softly clear his throat, half-lidded eyes sparkling with amusement as he looks up at his lover.]
[He laughs as he lets go of Mikleo so they can put away their mess. Sorey sneaks one more mochi into his mouth before he covers the tub and places it back in the freezer. Now that they have alcohol, he's not sure where they'll keep it. There might be an empty cabinet somewhere.]
You're always too much, but I still love you. So, I guess that balances it out.
[Mikleo kisses his cheek to take the sting out of his words. Now that he's free, he moves to put the alcohol away in one of the empty cabinets.]
By the way, there's one last present I wanted to give you. [His eyes sparkle with amusement as he walks back over, grabbing the empty glasses so that he can rinse them.] I was thinking that maybe I could give you a back massage. But if you'd rather wait to get that later....
[Mikleo turns off the faucet and sticks their glasses in the dishwasher, drying his hands after.]
[Sorey leans against the counter as he waits for Mikleo to finish up on his end. At the mention of another present, his eyebrows jump.]
W-whoa, seriously? A real massage?
[That sounds... lovely, actually.]
I'd love that. But it-- it doesn't have to be right now, obviously, if you don't feel like you're up to it. [He moves to slip his arms around Mikleo again, much like he had when they were doing dishes together earlier. He leaves a few more kisses in his friend's hair, too.] I'm fine with just holding you.
[The older man casually leans back against Sorey, resting his hands on top of his partner's wrists. He chuckles softly at the kisses in his hair.]
Of course I feel up to it. I wouldn't have offered otherwise.
[Mikleo tilts his head up so that he can look at the brunet. His small smile is warm and affectionate, though also faintly amused. He reaches up to tenderly cup Sorey's cheek.]
[His cheek flushes in response, but Sorey smiles back, all brightness and warmth. He's so full of happiness that he laughs and tries to hide his face in Mikleo's hair again.]
I'd love that.
[He confesses something like one confesses a crush, his voice soft and shy.]
I like it when you touch me... [Not even the intimate touches, but fingers wrapped around his, or Mikleo's warmth pressed up against his side... Sorey's always been generous with his physical affection but earning it from Mikleo was a big deal. Mikleo isn't touchy at all, and he has every reason to avoid touching other people.
That's why... when Mikleo held his hand for the first time, so long ago, Sorey felt like he could take on the world.]
[Mikleo just sighs softly in mocking exasperation as Sorey buries his face in his hair. Every once in a while, he considers getting his hair cut much shorter, but his boyfriend is just too cute with it. Plus, then the brunet misses out on how fluffy his hair gets, which isn't fair.
He does blush at the shy confession. Mikleo reaches up to gently scratch his nails along the brunet's scalp, smiling a little at him.]
I know you do.
[It's why he's quite alright with Sorey initiating the physical affection the majority of the time. Besides, well, he likes being in his partner's arms or snuggling up against his side. That's where Mikleo feels safest.]
Let's head to the bedroom, then. I'll need you to take your shirt off.
[He buries another chuckle in Mikleo's hair. Since he's here, he leaves a few little kisses on the back of Mikleo's neck. His grip slackens as he's about to pull away--
-- but instead he sweeps Mikleo's feet out from under him and picks him up bridal-style.]
[Mikleo hums softly as the back of his neck is kissed, though there is a slight shiver that goes down his back. This turns into a squawk of surprise as he's suddenly picked up bridal style. He loops his arms around Sorey's neck and pouts at him with a pink blush.]
[He laughs as he walks them down the hall and (very carefully) into the room they've shared for a while now. He's about to set Mikleo down and then he just. Stops. Mikleo has a front-row seat to Sorey going from slightly tan to completely fucking red. There are rose petals EVERYWHERE.]
... Oh my gosh. [This is totally unprecedented and very romantic. He lays Mikleo down and rather than going for a kiss he tries tickling his sides.] I can't believe you did that! Mikleoooo!
[Mikleo's so excited to see the look on Sorey's face when he gets to their bedroom. He's not at all disappointed seeing how bright red his boyfriend's face gets.
Of course, once the brunet starts tickling him, everything goes sailing out the window. Mikleo almost shrieks as he laughs, writhing and struggling to get away from him.]
I-I thought you'd like...something romantic!
[His words are interrupted by laughter and trying to catch a breath. Goddamn being ticklish, honestly.
Still, it's worth it. They haven't really had a romantic setup before, so it's nice to be able to do that today of all days.]
[Sorey laughs too, only giving up tickling when he finds his reach completely blocked by knees and arms. Darn it.]
You're so cute. I wanted to be the one to do it but you totally beat me. You're so unfair!
[He grabs the back of his shirt and yanks it off his head, then flops onto the mattress and cuddles up to Mikleo properly.]
C'mon, I wanna kiss you... [He says this while trying to steal Mikleo's hand for, of course, kisses. It's so small and pale and lovely, he wants to kiss every single pad of his fingertips.]
[Mikleo slowly starts to uncurl from his position, looking suspiciously at Sorey. He's also going to just shamelessly watch his partner take off his shirt. That's definitely an appreciative look he's giving the brunet.
He rolls his eyes at the whine, blushing faintly as his hand is being kissed again.]
Far be it from me to deny the birthday boy his wishes.
[Mikleo sounds amused as he teases his best friend. He uncurls fully and uses his free hand to rest delicately on Sorey's cheek. The pale-haired man leans in to give him a teasingly chaste kiss before sitting up.]
You'll have to be satisfied with that until I'm done with your massage.
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He digs into the freezer and takes out the mochi. There's...an actual gallon tub full of them, so this should last a little while.]
Hey, Sorey, I've got your birthday mochi out, if you want some right now.
[Mikleo sounds amused. He's pretty sure that'll get Sorey running like the kitten when she hears the word "food."]
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[The cat wanders out of some hole she's decided to sleep in for the past few minutes, making Sorey feel rather foolish. The cat wasn't even back there. Damn it. He rubs at the back of his head as he comes to the table again... and promptly drops his arm to his side.]
... Are those real? Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. They look like something out of a magazine! How can I eat them? I want to eat them. Mikleo, can I? Can I, pleeeeease?
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Are you sure you're all right? That sounded pretty bad.
[Ugh, but it's hard to keep frowning when the brunet is acting like a puppy presented with his favorite treat. Jesus Christ.]
You have to save some for me and you're not allowed to eat more than half the tub. Otherwise, it's fair game.
[Mikleo kisses his cheek and goes to start mixing the two of them some drinks. He starts off with making a White Rabbit cocktail. When he's done, he sets the glass down in front of Sorey while taking the other one for himself.]
This is called a White Rabbit cocktail. It's got some vodka in it, but I put in a lot less than normal for yours. I figure you should probably work you're way up to having what it actually calls for.
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Thank you! Thank you so much!
[Despite his insatiable hunger, he takes one of the wagashi delicately in his hand and he only eats a small part of it at first. He wants to savor these, not get sick off them and puke them up. That would not be a good way to spend his birthday-- even his 21st. He's not that kind of guy.
He moans rather inappropriately at the sweet vanilla taste and closes his eyes. Give him a minute, he's in heaven.]
Mikleo, you need to try one of these. They're incredible. Best thing I've ever eaten-- don't tell my mom.
[He leans over to look at the cocktails. After a moment, he picks up the glass and gives it a sniff.]
I don't think this is on the Cabin 11 menu. Looks yummy, though. [The alcohol smells less strong than the drinks he's made at work. He tilts it back and takes a big sip, unafraid of anything that Mikleo could make.]
Oh! This is good! [It tastes more like vanilla than vodka. The sweetness drowns out the sharpness of the alcohol, which he severely appreciates.] ... What if I just drank this whole thing...?
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I won't tell her, especially not after that escaping your mouth.
[He takes a sip of his drink to try distracting himself. Then, he tries one of the mochi and smiles a bit in satisfaction.]
I guess they are pretty good. And, no, it's not on the menu there. I did a bit of experimenting on my own after looking up some recipes online.
[Mikleo laughs at that.]
Feel free to! This is just a warm up, which says a lot about the vanilla liquor mixed drinks I found.
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Well, it's really good. I think it should be on the menu. We could even serve it with some chocolate on the side for people who want a little variety or something.
[He's not sure Cabin 11 is that kind of bar, but what if it was. What if it was.]
In that case... [He finishes his mochi and chases it with the rest of the cocktail. It's mild enough that the burning in his throat doesn't last; it's nice and smooth, owing to Mikleo's expert mixing.] Mmm, yep, that's good. I'll never understand why people drink beer when there's stuff like this.
[He sets down his empty glass and pulls Mikleo gently against him. Sorey's eyes are full of love and laughter as he leans in, his lips tantalizingly close.]
I wanna kiss you...
[He's gonna do it, too.]
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Well, I can at least bring it up with Luke at some point.
[He knocks back the rest of his drink as well, and finishes off his mochi afterwards. There's a proud smile on his face at the compliment.]
I gave up understanding. It just means more for the rest of us.
[Mikleo puts down his empty glass right as Sorey pulls him closer. His own expression is a combination of amusement and love. He puts his arms around the brunet's neck. One hand plays with the ends of Sorey's hair at the base of his neck.]
Then what're you waiting for?
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Today has been wonderful. It means so much... Thank you.
[He can't really say it enough. But he can kiss Mikleo at least, so he does-- a tease of soft vanilla lips that finally culminates in something a little less chaste.]
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You're more than worth it.
[He returns the kiss with a soft sigh, and welcomes his boyfriend warmly when he makes the kiss less than chaste. The taste of vanilla and Sorey is just as intoxicating as the alcohol.]
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He seems to grow in confidence as the kiss goes on, even licking Mikleo's lips between kisses. Everything about him is joy and laughter; he loses more than one happy chuckle against Mikleo's mouth.]
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He only breaks the kiss to softly clear his throat, half-lidded eyes sparkling with amusement as he looks up at his lover.]
Already done with the mochi, hm?
[His tone is teasing.]
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The mochi is tasty, but...
[He steals one of Mikleo's hands in his and leaves a tender kiss at each fingertip, gazing at Mikleo the whole time.]
... I don't wanna spoil my appetite.
[LOOK AT HIM HE CAN BE SMOOTH SOMETIMES]
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...And then his boyfriend says that.]
Oh my god.
[He playfully slaps the brunet's shoulder with a mockingly scandalized expression.]
At least let me put everything away, jeez!
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Sorry, sorry! Was that too much?
[He laughs as he lets go of Mikleo so they can put away their mess. Sorey sneaks one more mochi into his mouth before he covers the tub and places it back in the freezer. Now that they have alcohol, he's not sure where they'll keep it. There might be an empty cabinet somewhere.]
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[Mikleo kisses his cheek to take the sting out of his words. Now that he's free, he moves to put the alcohol away in one of the empty cabinets.]
By the way, there's one last present I wanted to give you. [His eyes sparkle with amusement as he walks back over, grabbing the empty glasses so that he can rinse them.] I was thinking that maybe I could give you a back massage. But if you'd rather wait to get that later....
[Mikleo turns off the faucet and sticks their glasses in the dishwasher, drying his hands after.]
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[Sorey leans against the counter as he waits for Mikleo to finish up on his end. At the mention of another present, his eyebrows jump.]
W-whoa, seriously? A real massage?
[That sounds... lovely, actually.]
I'd love that. But it-- it doesn't have to be right now, obviously, if you don't feel like you're up to it. [He moves to slip his arms around Mikleo again, much like he had when they were doing dishes together earlier. He leaves a few more kisses in his friend's hair, too.] I'm fine with just holding you.
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Of course I feel up to it. I wouldn't have offered otherwise.
[Mikleo tilts his head up so that he can look at the brunet. His small smile is warm and affectionate, though also faintly amused. He reaches up to tenderly cup Sorey's cheek.]
It's up to you. It is your birthday.
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I'd love that.
[He confesses something like one confesses a crush, his voice soft and shy.]
I like it when you touch me... [Not even the intimate touches, but fingers wrapped around his, or Mikleo's warmth pressed up against his side... Sorey's always been generous with his physical affection but earning it from Mikleo was a big deal. Mikleo isn't touchy at all, and he has every reason to avoid touching other people.
That's why... when Mikleo held his hand for the first time, so long ago, Sorey felt like he could take on the world.]
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He does blush at the shy confession. Mikleo reaches up to gently scratch his nails along the brunet's scalp, smiling a little at him.]
I know you do.
[It's why he's quite alright with Sorey initiating the physical affection the majority of the time. Besides, well, he likes being in his partner's arms or snuggling up against his side. That's where Mikleo feels safest.]
Let's head to the bedroom, then. I'll need you to take your shirt off.
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[He buries another chuckle in Mikleo's hair. Since he's here, he leaves a few little kisses on the back of Mikleo's neck. His grip slackens as he's about to pull away--
-- but instead he sweeps Mikleo's feet out from under him and picks him up bridal-style.]
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Really?
[Lovestruck sap.]
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[He laughs as he walks them down the hall and (very carefully) into the room they've shared for a while now. He's about to set Mikleo down and then he just. Stops. Mikleo has a front-row seat to Sorey going from slightly tan to completely fucking red. There are rose petals EVERYWHERE.]
... Oh my gosh. [This is totally unprecedented and very romantic. He lays Mikleo down and rather than going for a kiss he tries tickling his sides.] I can't believe you did that! Mikleoooo!
[He's embarrassed.]
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Of course, once the brunet starts tickling him, everything goes sailing out the window. Mikleo almost shrieks as he laughs, writhing and struggling to get away from him.]
I-I thought you'd like...something romantic!
[His words are interrupted by laughter and trying to catch a breath. Goddamn being ticklish, honestly.
Still, it's worth it. They haven't really had a romantic setup before, so it's nice to be able to do that today of all days.]
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You're so cute. I wanted to be the one to do it but you totally beat me. You're so unfair!
[He grabs the back of his shirt and yanks it off his head, then flops onto the mattress and cuddles up to Mikleo properly.]
C'mon, I wanna kiss you... [He says this while trying to steal Mikleo's hand for, of course, kisses. It's so small and pale and lovely, he wants to kiss every single pad of his fingertips.]
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He rolls his eyes at the whine, blushing faintly as his hand is being kissed again.]
Far be it from me to deny the birthday boy his wishes.
[Mikleo sounds amused as he teases his best friend. He uncurls fully and uses his free hand to rest delicately on Sorey's cheek. The pale-haired man leans in to give him a teasingly chaste kiss before sitting up.]
You'll have to be satisfied with that until I'm done with your massage.
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