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Hanta waking up the morning, or well, the afternoon of his birthday (yes, he is allowed to sleep in on his special day, leave him alone) to the smell of homemade sweets and a familiar weight on top of him, straddling his lap.
"Babeee come on," Denki begs while dropping the softest pecks all over Hanta's sleepy face "you know I love hibernating with you but I also want to make this day memorable! I have a lot of things planned, you know, since I'm such an amazing boyfriend."
Oh and Hanta is very much aware of it, no doubts.
Fighting back Morpheus spell, he circles the blond's body with his long arms to bring him impossibly closer, breathing in the cinnamon scent he brought with him from the kitchen.
"Hmm in a minute, doll. I want to enjoy my first present of the day a little bit longer."
"Huh? But I still haven't given y-"
It doesn't take more than a second after Hanta kisses him for Denki's eyes to flutter shut in understanding, quickly melting in his embrace and surrendering against this deep, energizing love burning him from inside.
"Is my nose playing tricks on me or did you cook something apparently very tasty for me, baby?" Hanta questions after a while, once the intensity of their making out session got low enough to be able to speak in between kisses.
"Oh! Yes! You gotta try them baby! I'm so proud of this batch!" Denki says while sitting up, sparks lighting up his eyes "I only messed up a little with the decorations but none came out burnt or with funny shape, I guess the secret formula truly is the love you put into it."
God, this has to be Hanta's favorite thing about life. Being allowed to see that excited look on his boyfriend's face as he explains something important to him with that huge smile, unable to stop himself from bouncing on place like the adorable big baby he is.
Tho, even if hating himself a little while doing so, Hanta has to stop his cute display by placing grounding large hands on his hips, or else his little friend will want to join the party and they won't get to do anything Denki has planned for them if they follow that path, which would end up hurting his heart even more in the end since he knows how much his beloved likes to prepare when it comes to this things.
"You really know how to make a guy feel special, hm? Can't thank you enough for everything you do for me, sweetheart." Hanta whispers softly after rearranging Denki's position on his lap, hugging him from behind the way they both love it so much.
"Aw Hanta come on! Don't make me emotional on your birthday, this should go the other way around! Look, here, focus on the food, admire the beginning of the next Gordon Ramsay! Wait no, forget that. The next Buddy Valastro! Yeah, that sounds better."
Denki passes him a lovely black cupcake with white frosting and a tiny, yellow tape dispenser made of fondant that works as decoration on top.
And Hanta feels like he is falling in love all over again.
He doesn't even notice he is taking a bite until his favorite flavors invade his mouth. Chocolate, strawberries, a hint of lemon and... could it be...?
Hanta turns with surprise clear in his eyes to find Denki already smiling at him, apparently proud of his creation.
"You know, it's practically impossible to find a japanese brand of dulce de leche that actually taste like the original so I did my research and found this very cool website that-"
"Just marry me already you perfect angel sent from heaven, goddamn it!"
To say Hanta devours him with kisses could be an understatement, and Denki's pleased giggles only work as a fuel for it all, making it harder for the taller boy to stop this insatiable hunger of his, the mess of limbs turning into a knot he isn't planning on untying anytime soon.
"I love you. I love you so damn much, you know that, right? I hope you know it, and even if you know I won't stop saying it because I truly do love you Denks, I need to get it out of my chest." Hanta announces with determination once he has calmed down a bit while this sweet, wonderful boy he has the luck the call his looks back at him with the most lovable shade of pink tinting the apple of his cheeks, gifting him a soft smile before speaking once again, the amount of love he feels for him crystal clear in the way he says
"Happy birthday Hanta."