I meant to have this up in time for Shusei's birthday! (January 4th, if I'm not mistaken) But unfortunately I had a rather traumatizing day at the dentist… getting cavities drilled and the Novocain not working TT_TT
Anyway, it's short and I had hoped to have something better but this was all I got! Maybe next time!
Regardless, I hope you all enjoy it!
I don't own Uraboku.
The Birthday Cake
"Here." Hotsuma says shortly, clearly irate.
Shusei blinks at the sight of what Hotsuma laid on his lap, forcing him to set aside a book he had been reading.
"Hotsuma?…"
"Yeah?"
Shusei stares a moment longer at the hideous sight in front of him, "What is this?"
"What you asked for." He responds, matter-of-factly.
"Which was?"
"What the hell!" The blond screams, "Can't you tell just by looking at it?"
"I've never seen such a sight before…"
"It's the damn cake you wanted me to bake!" Hotsuma points to the cake. Half of the vanilla cake had collapsed and the chocolate icing sloppily coveres more the plate than the cake.
"Oh!" Shusei lightens up, recalling the other day when Hotsuma came up to him asking what he'd like for his birthday to which Shusei responded 'A cake made by you, of course' knowing full well Hotsuma had no talent in the kitchen. Of course, Hotsuma could never say 'no' to Shusei especially when Shusei gave him that pleading look. Shusei smirks and plays along, anticipating a great reaction from Hotsuma, "It looks…"
Hotsuma waits as patiently as he can for Shusei's response. Needless to say, his fuse was running short.
"…" Shusei pretends to think, noticing Hotsuma growing unease.
"…" The blond starts to fidget.
"Are you sure this is edible?" Shusei asks instead.
"Well yeah!" Hotsuma thinks further, "I mean…it should be. Urgh! If you wanted a good cake you should have asked the chef! I only tried because you asked me too! You don't even like cake! Why did I bother?"
Shusei doesn't bother to speak, watching Hotsuma run in circles is too fun.
"Whatever, just throw it out the window…" Hotsuma fumes as he walks away from both Shusei and the abominable, poor excuse of a cake.
Shusei watches Hotsuma fumble around the room, cussing about how contradictory Shusei is. The brunet smiles and dips his finger in the cake and brings it to his lips for a taste, "Hmm…" He muses, "It's actually not bad."
Happy Belated Birthday Shusei! :)
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