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Gloved hands delicately wrap fabric around Norton’s eyes, the taller man having to squat down so that Luca wouldn’t have to stand on his tiptoes.
“No peeking, mi amado.”
The corners of Norton’s lips tug into a grin as he lets out an awkward chuckle.
“No promises.” He says cooly which earns him a playful shove from the ‘prisoner’.
Skillfully tying a knot in the bandana, Luca takes a step back to admire his work, before eagerly grabbing Norton’s hand.
“Keep that bandana on, if you know what’s good for you.” Luca huffs, tugging on Norton’s arm signaling him to follow.
“Hmm.” Norton toyed with the idea of at least lifting the corner of the bandana, but decides against it.
He hasn’t seen Luca this excited for something in so long, whatever it was.
His grin settles into a casual smile as he blindly follows, occasionally stumbling but regains his balance effortlessly.
After a few minutes, Luca eventually stops in place, but not before Norton blindly crashes into him.
“Watch it, Torpe!” Luca hisses out in surprise as he wraps arms around Norton for support from the collision.
“Can I take this thing off now?” Norton asks, hand weaseling out of Luca’s tangle of arms to reach for his face.
Before it makes contact a familiar gloved hand swats it away, and tugs on his other arm once more.
“No, leave it on.” He says as he detaches himself from Norton and uses his free hand to open a door.
Pulling him forward, the prospector carefully steps forward until hands cup his face, Luca’s gloves giving his face squeeze.
“Okay mi amado, we are here. You can take the blindfold off.” Luca whispers excitedly, before letting his hands fall to his sides.
Standing there frozen for a moment, Norton found it hard to neglect the odd tension in the room, his body telling him to stay alert.
Slowly, he raises his hand to his face, taking his time removing the bandana.
“Just take it off already!” Luca rushes, stepping forward to remove it himself however Norton finally tugged it off.
Eyes still closed, Norton opens a single eye, only to be met with a loud ensemble of shouting “Happy Birthday Norton!” and a sole ‘Taco bell,’ to which Norton immediately quipped with a, ‘Fuck off Subway.’
A obnoxious laughter erupts at this as he receives a fast punch to the arm.
Eyes fully opened, dark orbs flickers around the room as Norton tries to absorb every little detail from the colorful streamers to the large banner pinned up against the wall with his name in big letters and several little donuts drawn sporadically.
Eventually his gaze falls on three individuals in front of him, each wearing a suspicious smile.
Eyebrow lifting, Norton shoots the trio a look, and without any warning he is nearly knocked off his feet by a smiley blonde who launches himself onto the prospector.
“Nor-ton!~” Mike shrieks out in delight as he gives his best friend a tight hug, and hangs off his shoulder as he’s offered an pat on the back.
“Happy birthday old man,” Arguably the shortest man in the room says snidely, a shit-eating grin plastered on Naib’s face as he walks over to meet Norton and Mike.
“If you keep getting older, we’ll have no choice but to stick your ass in a old person’s home.” He continues, another obnoxious laughter following that made Norton’s still soft smile freeze on his face as he swiftly jabs at Naib’s side.
“Ow, what was that for?” The mercenary whines, rubbing his side but Norton neglects him and instead his attention is drawn to the commotion being strategically blocked by Luca.
“What’s going on..” Norton asks, stretching his legs out with Mike’s dead weight along with as he to attempts and peek over Luca with no avail.
“Just wait a moment.” Luca scolds, an affectionate smile on his face as he glances back to make sure things were in order.
“Okay Michiko, let him bring it out.”
Walking cautiously towards him, Robbie took step by step to deliver the cake within his grasp over to the table closest to Norton.
Hovering behind him, his two mothers trailed closely, Michiko saying words of encouragement while Mary was too wrapped up in how cute he looked.
After victoriously setting the cake down, Robbie looked up at Norton expectantly, the boy practically vibrating with excitement.
“He insisted on decorating the cake..” Michiko murmurs out warmly, placing a hand on his shoulder to ease the child.
“It’s your favorite, Tres Leches.”
Dragging Mike along with as the blonde still remained latched on, Norton looks down to admire the boy’s craftsmanship.
In only the way a child could perfectly capture something’s essence, Robbie had decorated the cake like one of his magnets he wields, the words, “Hapy Birhday Noton” written out crudely.
“I love it..” He says earnestly, patting the bag affectionately as Robbie beams up at him.
“Oh hey, he spelled your—“ Mike pipes up, but is immediately cut off by Luca who joins them.
“— He did such a good job with his spelling, no grammatical errors.” Luca finishes, flashing Michiko an apologetic look before smiling down at Robbie.
“Well? You know what time it is.” Luca instructs, and as if that was the signal everyone in the room sang Happy birthday in near unison, with Luca singing Feliz Cumpleaños and Robbie singing something that sounded similar to Baby Shark instead.
Unable to hold back the wide smile, Norton sheepishly says his thanks, and turning to the cake, which Luca had already taken charge of in divvying up.
“Wait, before we eat..”
Luca steps in front of Norton, gaze flickering to Mike who slips off his shoulders and slinks to the side.
“Huh?” Norton looks at Luca confusedly, a pair of gloved hands cupping Norton’s cheeks before his face in dragged down closer and met with sweet lips.
Luca holds him in place for a second an eye peeking open as he looks for Naib who swiftly grabs a thick piece of cake and flashes Luca a thumbs up.
Smiling into the kiss, Luca breaks away and giggles cutely, causing Norton’s face to lightly dust with rose.
“Happy birthday Norton,” Luca hums out, Norton’s gaze completely fixated on him and failing to notice the sly hand that was attached to a plate.
Before Norton had any time to react, his face is met with a milk soaked sponge texture and sweet icing, the mercenary holding the plate to his face while letting out a devious snicker.
“Got ya, old man.” He yells out, grinning from ear to ear.
Luca laughs along with, his laughter erupting further when the plate is removed from Norton’s face to reveal a stunned prospector covered in milk, icing, and cake.
“Subedar..” He mutters out darkly, before scraping a handful of cake off his face and lightly smacking it into Naib’s face.
Naib lets out a yelp and attempts to dodge but it’s too late.
The smaller man goes for another piece of cake to weaponize however he is stopped by Michiko before his hand even reached the table.
He flashes her an apologetic smile and turns back to Norton who manages to smirk through the layers of cake on his face.
Finally calming down, Luca grabs a napkin and starts wiping away at Norton’s face, eventually getting the majority of it off of his face.
“Hmm.. I think you looked better with the cake on your face..” Luca teases, giving Norton a quick peck on the cheek and licking his lips.
“The cake is delicious Mich—Robbie!” He says, turning around for a moment to praise the boy who was too busy scarfing down cake to pay the ‘prisoner’ any mind.
“Luca..” Norton starts, the brunette’s eyes immediately dart up to meet his.
“Thank you.. you did a wonderful job.. I.. I love it.” Although soft and monotone, Norton’s voice reaches Luca, the smaller man beaming a bright smile.
“Of course! Only the best for mi amado!”
“Te amo, Luca.”