Sorry if there are any errors ;A;
I think this is my favorite drabble, besides 'First Time for Everything.' It's so cute! xD
I only own Pan x3
The orange – haired spy ran down the hall, her smile never leaving her lips. She'd been waiting for this day, even more so than the day she went to see Chrome in Japan. This day was more special to her than that, even if she never wanted to admit it.
Which is why she was heading towards a certain swordsman's room at her full speed. It was surprising, since she couldn't sleep the night before; excitement was bubbling inside her, keeping her wide-awake even though she went to bed early.
Getting to her knees Pan peeked through the lock, seeing nothing but a faint outline of a sleeping figure on its side.
"pan knew Squa - chan was still asleep~."
In a second she was able to pick the lock and slip through, quickly closing the door so the light from the hall wouldn't get in.
The black curtains kept the sun from shining through, and it made it so it was pitch black in his room even on the sunniest days. Pan panicked slightly and moved her hands around in front of her, trying to find a way towards the bed. This was the reason she always had some sort of night-light; so she could see where she was going without bumping into things.
Though, Squalo's light snores were the thing helping her the most; she was able to climb into the bed, throw her leg over, straddle his waist, and bounce, "Wake up, Squa – chan!!"
He only stirred, making Pan frown in disappointment. She leaned close to his face, waiting in silence as she listened to the sound of him breathing.
Still sound asleep. Normally it wouldn't be a bad thing, but right now she needed to wake his scrawny ass up.
Brushing some silver locks from his neck, Pan opened her mouth and bit down, sinking her teeth into the crook.
Squalo grunted and flinched awake, gasping loudly as he pushed Pan away.
"VOI?!"
Pan let go and laughed, still sitting on his waist.
"Pan succeeded in waking Squa – chan up~! Yay for Pan!"
"P-Pan?! What the Hell are you doing in here?!"
She grinned and threw her arms up in the air, "Buon Compleanno, Squa – chan!"
He couldn't help but stare, hand rubbing the spot where she had bitten him. "How did you know what day it was?! Voi!"
"Pan has his ways, yes he does." She nodded and giggled sweetly.
Squalo frowned and bucked, indicated for her to get off of him.
"I don't care how you fucking found out, get the outta here, damn it!"
Pan gasped in shock, "B-But Squa – chan, Pan has been waiting for this day!"
He scoffed, "That's what you said about that one chick."
"Chromey is not a chick, she's a beautiful flower!"
"Who cares?!"
Pan opened her mouth to retort, but closed her mouth, slumping slightly in defeat.
"S-Since Squa – chan is closer to Pan, it makes this day more special."
"…"
"…"
They sat in silence for a few moments, Pan fixing her sight on what she hoped was his face; her eyes hadn't adjusted to the dark yet. Squalo rolled to his back, faintly noting how Pan was shaking.
"…Then, if it's so special to you, where's my present?"
Pan widened her eyes and gawked, going stiff as he asked the question. She felt him smirk smugly at her unusually quiet moment, figuring she'd forgotten to get one.
"Then-…"
Squalo sat up and tilted her chin upwards to his, using his other hand to remove her eye patch. She blushed, her clothed chest rubbing gently against his bare one.
"-... You'll just have to be my gift."
