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you have his birthday circled on your calendar with a pretty neon pink marker– even have it memorized by heart but just in case, you made sure that you won't ever miss it. having known him since you were both kids, the silly puppy crush you had on him turned into a full-blown infatuation. you can't quite tell him this yet, since as far as you've known him, he's such a goal-oriented guy and you don't want to be a burden to him
haruchiyo's always got that far-away look in his eyes. you know how he has plans for his future with how you're so observant of him and that's one thing you've always respected about him
each year you try to prepare something different and fun and memorable. and each year you just get a cold shoulder as he receives your gifts with piercing eyes. it makes you pout since he only gives you those eyes and not to other people. it would change so fast. one moment he's got those calm-looking eyes and then next his eyebrows would furrow and give you a look akin to a glare– and you didn't even do anything but breathe!
but this year! this year you make it your goal to actually give him something he will genuinely like!
therein lies your problem as you sob at another failed attempt to make his favorite cheesecake. you've been trying to make it for the nth time already but it always ends up tasting so bad there's no way you're gonna make haruchiyo eat this. instead, you ended up making your specialty which is an apple pie
you are nervous as fuck standing outside his apartment door as you wait for him to open the door. the packed apple pie is in your hands and you could not stand still
haruchiyo already anticipated you coming over like you always do every year on his birthday so he just opens his door and lets you in without question. he doesn't bother telling you to sanitize your hands with alcohol since you already know his rules upon going inside his apartment
so now here you both are seated on his plush leather couch, a slice of freshly cut apple pie placed on a plate in front of him. his face clearly shows signs of hesitance as he stares at your 'gift' with a fork in hand. you're practically sweating at this point since you know how picky he is with food
like that time when you brought him a dish you worked extra hard for. you were always bad at cooking but you recently found a recipe you really wanted to try out so you went out of your way to go practice how to prepare and cook it. with your persistence to perfect it, you managed to be successful after a whole month
and since you're neighbors with your long-time crush, you went straight to his place to share it with him. all your hard work went down the drain after he gives one look at your dish then narrows his eyes at you, "that dish contains too much cholesterol. sorry, i don't want it" and proceeds to kick you out his apartment
ever since then, you had a very strong fear about having him taste a dish you make T^T what you didn't know was that he finished it all up after you were gone since, 'it would be too much of a waste to throw it out' not that he'd tell you that, of course. he secretly liked it
sanzu can't help but deliberate on how he should proceed with this. you're looking at him with your wide expectant eyes. he does have the heart to tear down your hope and leave you broken but thinking about how he won't be able to see your bubbly self again is the only thing that's having him hold back from showing his nasty attitude towards you
and as he expected yet again, you started to go on about how mucho told you about how he liked the cheesecake he got for him from cozy corner so you wanted to replicate it in hopes that he'll like your cheesecake too but then you keep on failing and the day was about to end so you ended up with an apple pie instead– you point out with a panicky look that he's never tasted your apple pie before so why not now? you're practically babbling right now and he shuts you up by taking his fork and shoving it in your mouth with a small piece of apple pie
what had your face burst into a tomato was when he sliced another piece with his fork and ate it. being the lovesick fool that you are, you covered your mouth with great exaggeration and whimpered in a small voice, "we– we just kissed!"
then came his repulsed look, "we didn't"
"but we did!" you retorted with blushing cheeks and a cutesy grin
"it was indirect tho, but it's still a kiss!" by now he's clear that you're overreacting, "uwa i'm so glad that you're my first kiss haru! still, it's indirect– but yeah! it's a kiss!"
you're squealing and bouncing on the couch. haruchiyo doesn't understand why you're acting like a child. you two didn't kiss, he only fed you once using the same fork he had and–
he stares at your childishness. so that's it
he eyes his fork. then he looks at you, then back at his fork and back at you. and no he's not thinking of stabbing your eyes and jugular. that would dirty his couch with blood and he doesn't want any additional work along with disposing of your body
so he does something else to make you shut up and sit still. he got another piece of the apple pie and raised it towards your lips
"eh?" you freeze from your squealing and eyed at the utensil he's holding near your lips, the sweet smell of apple pie whiffing to your nose
"say ah" he says and without question or any second to think, you obey, "ahhh"
then he slices another piece and brings it to his mouth. his eyes not leaving yours as he takes the fork out of his mouth and goes for another slice to feed it to you
"haru, i can't believe we finished the whole pie. i'm so full!" you're lying down on his couch, caressing your full tummy while haruchiyo's washing the dishes himself being the selfish and lazy person that you are
so struts towards your lying figure after he washed the dishes. you were talking about how it was such a pain to make cheesecake since you don't really get the process. you were always so chatty and that's one thing he's grateful for. your lively chatter fills his dull and dark days
there's something sinister brewing up in his gangster life and he's almost near his goal. maybe then he can openly welcome you into his life. but right now, he's got a mission to accomplish
"it's late. you should get going now" he tells you and you give him a pout, asking him to let you stay for a while to play chess or shogi to which he asked if you even know how to play them, to which then you replied with a cheeky 'hehe'
he walks you out his door. he's supposed to slam his door to your face as soon as you get out. that's what he always did
his body acted out of his control from seeing you smile at him with much gratefulness that he leaned forward, hand coming up to cup your jaw, and kissed you
such a sweet chaste kiss but it's enough to have you freeze up outside his door for a solid minute after he pulled back and slammed his door to your face
it took you time to process, but when it finally dawned on you. a big smile stretched your face and jumped
"we legit just kissed, haruchiyo!!!"