A/N: I created this for a new friend of mine :) The way we met was awesome, really!
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"Isana Yashiro!" Yatogami Kuroh's voiced jolted the addressed one from idleness. "It has come to my knowledge that it was your date of birth today. For that reason, I baked this for you."
"Uwah! Seriously, Kuroh?" Shiro didn't even bother to hide his evident happiness as he eyed the plate with such hungriness that even Neko would be put to shame. "Thank you very much! I didn't think that you would know!"
Kuroh looked away. "You're forgetting that I would kill you once I find out that you're indeed the evil King. I'm merely doing this make you happy before you die."
"Eh, is that so…" Shiro smiled. "Thanks, anyway! By the way, since you mentioned something about making happy… would you mind granting a request of mine?"
"Let me hear it and I will decide."
Shiro eyed the cake one more time, though he wasn't entirely sure if his eyes ever left it anyway. Oreo crust, creamy cheesecake, chunks of brownies, chocolate ganache… "Can you eat this cake with me?"
"Is that your request?"
"Yes… but you would have to eat from the same plate."
"What!?" Shiro could have sworn that Kuroh was blushing. "That's preposterous! Why would you even want to do something like that!?"
"Because you're my wife, that's why~"
"Say that one more time and I will kill you for real!"
"But seriously though, Kuroh…" Shiro pulled off the weakest smile that he could manage. "I have this rare condition that I don't even know the name of… That's because my parents hid it from me… they thought that I would be depressed if I found out. It's a condition that will drive me really lonely and I wouldn't be able to function properly for a day if I didn't eat from the same plate as somebody… So Kuroh, will you grant my request?"
As expected, Kuroh already had an expression of pity and guilt the moment Shiro stopped explaining. "Okay then, just this once. I'm just doing this because I feel sorry for you."
Shiro immediately returned to his cheerful self, and Kuroh was starting to think that maybe he got duped again. "Well then, aah~" Shiro opened his mouth expectantly.
"W-What? You just said that we're going to eat from the same plate! Do I still have feed you?"
Shiro nodded, his mouth still opened. Kuroh reluctantly took a piece of the cake with his spoon and fed it to Shiro. Shiro smiled happily as he chewed.
Only a small portion of cake remained when Shiro noticed that Kuroh hasn't eaten at all. "Hey, Kuroh, why haven't you eaten yet?"
"…The cake was made for you because it's your birthday. It wouldn't make sense if I eat some of it."
"But you agreed that you would eat it with me!" Shiro whined.
Kuroh simply held the spoon with cake in front of Shiro, which the latter still took with mouth.
Shiro had another strange idea that he himself didn't understand how that certain idea went to life.
He didn't chew, but instead, he placed a hand on Kuroh's shoulder. Kuroh looked surprised as Shiro moved closer. His hands moved to Kuroh's cheeks, as if keeping him in place, and he forced Kuroh's mouth open with his and slipped the piece of the cake inside. He only pulled away when he felt that Kuroh wouldn't resist anymore and would likely start chewing.
He was smiling triumphantly when he did pull away. "See? The cake is delicious. You should have eaten some earlier."
Kuroh looked away, still with a blush, as he chewed. "…I swear I'm really going to kill you."
Shiro giggled.
It was the best birthday that ever had.
But wait… now that he thinks about it, he cannot remember his other birthdays…
Oh, well, he'd still regard this as the best.
