AN: AU where their age gap is less, Akihito still has his own apartment and his shit slightly more together. A drabble of accidental coming out. Also I have a headcanon that a more financially secure Akihito would totally have a big loft bed (see photo on tumblr, facebook or AO3 if you don't know what that is or google) with a TV, beanbag and gaming system underneath. (Asami's probably hit his head on the roof a few times during sexy times over at Aki's apartment XD)

Akihito huffed a laugh as he tried to move to reach the bowl of pancake batter from where he was standing. He could just about reach.

"This would be a lot easier if you would go sit down and wait. Or help. I mean, it is my birthday after all."

There was no reply other than Asami nuzzling his face into Akihito's hair. The man was draped over him, arms around his waist and chin resting on his head like some human sized blanket. The sleepy, soft, affectionate neediness would be extremely cute if it didn't make cooking them breakfast rather difficult.

It was early for them to be out of bed, both of them tended to work late and sleep most of the mornings. But Akihito had cleared this whole day free as a little birthday treat for himself. Of course, his lover found out and decided to crash at his apartment last night. Well, afternoon. In fact, Asami had come around so early to start their 'birthday celebrations' that they had both fallen asleep midevening! Now well rested, complete with some lazy morning activities, they were driven to get up for some nourishing breakfast.

"If I tried to help you cook in your kitchen, you would have an anxiety attack any time I tried to do anything. Would you even let me near the stove at all?" Asami said, his amused voice slightly muffled by Akihito's hair.

Akihito thought about it for a moment. "No. No I wouldn't. You burnt the eggs the last time I saw you try to cook anything."

"I have it on good authority that eggs are extremely easy to overcook."

"Overcooking is very different to burning." Akihito replied dryly.

"We could always go out for breakfast."

"I can cook, no need to put it on your fancy credit card. You just want to get out of having pancakes. Well, too bad. It's my birthday, I get to choose what we are having."

"And you can have pancakes while I have something else."

"Nope! These are half done already and anyway, I like cooking. But I'm making yours with blueberries see? These ones are a little bitter so it won't be so sweet and you won't need anything crazy on top."

"While you drown yours in syrup, I assume?"

"Yup!" Akihito hummed happily as he poured more mixture into the pan. "You're heavy, you know." He said after a moment of silence. Asami made a noncommittal noise in response. "You big lump. Honestly, you'd lose your reputation as Mr Big Bad CEO if anyone else saw you like this." Another small hum from his lover.

Akihito craned his neck around for a quick kiss and stopped in his tracks. Standing in his doorway with raised eye brows was his parents. They stared in silence for a few moments, Asami's arms tightening around Akihito's frame but otherwise the man made no attempt to move away.

"How…?" Akihito said uncertainly.

"Your friend, Takato-kun, lent us his emergency spare key to your apartment. He said that you didn't have anything planned so we thought we'd come in and make you a nice home cooked breakfast while you slept in before going out for the day. He thought it was possible that you might have some plans this evening with your 'rich girlfriend' but I see that's not exactly the case." His mother's tone was deceptively light, but her eyes sparkled with an unholy light.

"Really, Akihito? Girlfriend?" Asami moved just enough to be able to look Akihito in the eye and raise his eyebrow in bemusement.

Akihito flushed bright red ad tried to shrug Asami off but the large arms around his waist just tightened in response. "I never told them that. They just… Made assumptions on their own."

"That you never bothered to correct."

"Yeah, well. It's easier this way."

Any further bickering was interrupted by Akihito's mother who had started to advance further into his tiny apartment. His father was giving him a pitying look from a safe distance away.

"While this domesticity is all very cute, I believe you have a great deal of explaining to do, Akihito." The way she said his name sent shivers of fear down his spine. "And some introductions are in order. Then we should be going out for a lovely family outing while we get to know this very handsome significant other of yours, don't you think?"

The glare made it very clear that there was no room for negotiation. Akihito gulped and nodded his shaky assent while Asami stepped forward to formally introduce himself.

And thus the pancakes were burnt, Asami paid for a nice breakfast in the city with his fancy credit card and Akihito got the grilling of his young life. Also the story of how Asami's first impression on the older Takaba's was so cute and domestic with their son that they could never see him as the big bad businessman with a scary reputation. Instead they doted on him even more than they did their only son. It took all of two hours for Akihito's mother to start referring to him as her handsome son-in-law. Asami remains mildly baffled but endlessly amused by the surprising turn of events and uses it to tease Akihito constantly.