Happy birthday to my favorite husbando, Kida Masaomi!
I'm a day late, but I'll make up for it with Boss!Kado x Masaomi~
It's short and sweet. Please take a quick moment to leave a review, I'd really appreciate it.

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Durarara! or any of the characters. Those rights belong to Ryohgo Narita.

"Hey, Mi-ka-do!" Kida singsonged the boy's name, kicking off his shoes as he entered the shabby apartment. Unceremoniously, he dropped his school bag, turning towards his childhood friend. He smiled once he received a soft 'Hm', prompting him to continue. "Since it's my birthday, I was wondering if I could try something."

"Okay?" Mikado is caught of guard by the vague request. Looking up, he couldn't stop himself from gazing into his best friend's amber orbs. Why was Kida staring so intensely? "What is it?"

Kida glanced away before looking back again, hesitating. He doesn't move until Mikado calls his name. At that, he steps closer to the boy until they're toe-to-toe. Mikado's ice blue eyes attempt to search his won, but Kida avoids it. He lifts his arm, hand sliding up to cup Mikado's jawline.

Finally facing Mikado's eyes — noticing how cute the light dusting of pink on his cheeks was — he asked, "I want to kiss you. Is that..okay?"

Mikado wanted to laugh at the his friend's obvious joke, but something stopped him. Maybe it was the way that Kida's voice was so soft it left his belly flipping. Or maybe it was the way Kida leans in like he's going to kiss him; he hesitates before their lips touch, glancing at Mikado for any signs to didn't want this.

He leaned in, covering Mikado's mouth softly with his own. It wasn't long or passionate — just an kiss whispering sweet nothings. When Kida starts to pull back, Mikado goes with him, hand cupped at his nape, tongue slipping past Masaomi's lips. And then he's on his ass, Mikado in between his legs drowning him of the oxygen in his lungs.

Humming in pleasure, a wave rode through his body at the sharp tugs the dominating boy was giving to his bleached hair. Kida pulled out of the kiss with a choked gasp, which Mikado took to redirecting his mouth to his neck, teeth nipping and tongue soothing.

In the midst of the delightful haze currently clouding his mind, Kida giggled.

"Best birthday present, ever!~"