AN: Wrote this some time ago for a tumblr drabble request.
Prompt: A drabble involving Nezumi, Shion and... candles? ouo
It's Shion's birthday, and Nezumi is determined to get this right. He's been back for nearly a year now, and he feels like he needs to do something special for the white-haired man. After the hell they'd been through, after the hell he put him through, this is the least he can do. Shion gave his best efforts, and now it's time for Nezumi to step up to the plate.
He asks Karan for help with dinner. She's a great cook, and Nezumi has been learning from her, but he still has a way to go. She even helps him out in coming up with the idea, and offers a distraction to keep Shion from coming home too early, by making sure he stops by her bakery on the way home. She insists she has something for him, and she will settle for nothing less than at least seeing her son on his 21st birthday.
Nezumi is grateful for her help as he sets the table for the two of them. She's a wise woman, really, and so very kind, just like her son. He suspects she knows how difficult this is for him. Relationships are not his strong point, for obvious reasons. But as this is also their anniversary of sorts, he knew it had to be special. He didn't tell her about the anniversary part, but Nezumi has a feeling that she simply knows. She's ar less oblivious than her son was.
Shion arrives home perfectly on schedule, just as Nezumi is lighting the candles. The white-haired man is visibly surprised at the intimate setting he's created - a candle-lit dinner for two, of course. Nezumi smiles at Shion.
"Welcome home, Shion."
Purple eyes come to rest on the cherry cake that's sitting on the table, waiting for dessert. He doesn't speak, a nostalgic smile creeping its way across his face. He moves forward and pulls his lover into a tight embrace.
"Happy birthday, Shion."