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I am so lucky, Sakura thinks while he watches his boyfriends, holding onto Endo's arm and walking by his side, under the street lights.
Endo and Takiishi are talking, but Sakura is not paying any attention. Because… he is exhausted.
Today is his birthday.
First, his friends from school insisted on having a small party during the day, feeding him cake and throwing confetti at him and singing off-key because apparently that's fun.
(It was kind of fun…)
They gave him a bunch of dumb little presents too, and snacks he will be munching on once he gets some time to himself.
Because after all that nonsense, next it was his lovers’ turn to drag him around. He was taken to a fancy restaurant with a foreign name he couldn't pronounce and already forgot, told to order everything he wanted… and so he did. So many dishes he had never heard of, and they were all delicious.
It took him a very long time to notice in the middle of eating, that he was the only one actually eating. The other two had food in front of them, but were focused on watching him, like weirdos.
Endo called him adorable, and Takiishi said he ‘looks like a hamster’, whatever that even means. The food was too delicious to care, so he continued to stuff regardless of if they were watching or not.
(They did keep watching.)
In fact, he ate so much that they had to stay at the table for way too long after, waiting for him to be able to move again. It was then that Sakura realized he definitely gave Endo an absolutely massive bill to pay, and felt a little guilty. But Endo looked so happy, it probably isn't a big deal.
Then he was taken to a clothes store bigger than he had ever seen. Takiishi was pretty excited. Sakura could tell, because has learned to understand his emotions. Takiishi extremely rarely smiles, but you can tell when he is happy by the way his eyes shine.
Takiishi took him by the hand (which made Sakura's heart flutter a little) and pulled him across all the aisles. He picked up shirts and pants and shoes and all sorts of little accessories, all in Sakura's size. Endo was following behind them, carrying all of Takiishi’s choices with a big idiot smile.
Takiishi is stylish and, well, insanely beautiful. He looks great no matter what he puts on… but Sakura isn't sure he can pull off any of these.
His insecurities must have been obvious in his expression. Takiishi stopped walking to pet his head, and called him pretty. The way he can say such things completely nonchalantly and out of nowhere, it makes Sakura's heart beat like crazy. It also made Sakura himself compliant, obediently walking by his side and those words replaying in his head again and again.
This is going to be another huge bill.
But, so what? After so many years of no one saying happy birthday or congratulations to him, after so many birthdays without a single kind word directed his way, he isn't strong enough to reject all this… pampering.
It's not like he himself has an eye for fashion. There's a reason most of his clothes are plain white shirts.
So he let Takiishi pick everything he wanted, and he tried it on for them, and he accepted it when they called him cute and beautiful and whatever else. He looked into the mirror and felt proud of his appearance for once.
And he closed his eyes when Endo was paying, because he didn't want to actually know how much it was.
Now it's nighttime, and he is walking with them home. Their home. Despite how much time he spends there, and how many invitations he's received to move in, Sakura is still… afraid to take such a big step.
Someday, probably. For now, he will just be there to spend the night. Again.
He yawns, leaning onto the tallest of them.
“You sleepy, kitten?”
Sakura flinches. Endo likes to call him stupid nicknames, and he has not gotten used to it. “I… I guess. Tired.”
“Mhm. Want me to carry you the rest of the way?”
“N-no. We are not far…”
“I'll carry Haruka.” Takiishi says, as enthusiastic as he can sound, as soon as he hears the idea. Sakura doesn't understand why, but Takiishi has some fascination with holding him. Not that Sakura can truly complain… it does feel nice…
But doing it in public is too embarrassing! Even if there aren't really people around in this area at night, it's still public!
However, of course, Takiishi couldn't possibly care less. He swiftly picks him up, cradling him in his arms like a bride, ignoring how much Sakura flails his arms in a panic.
Endo laughs at the scene in front of him, both his hands busy with today's shopping. “There's no escaping now, Sakura. Accept and enjoy your fate.”
Sakura nervously looks around, making sure there isn't anyone watching… but even if there was, they would have to be seriously masochistic and/or suicidal to say something in front of Endo and Takiishi.
They treat him so gently, Sakura tends to forget who his boyfriends are.
Oh, but his friends have not forgotten. They still aren't happy about this. They simply have no choice but to respect his (apparently completely deranged) decision.
Sakura groans. Endo is right, there is no way he could get out of Takiishi’s hold, he overpowers him so much it'd be a futile waste of energy. He yawns again, if there's nothing he can do… might as well just let himself be comfortable.
“You can sleep.” Takiishi tells him.
“N-no… that'd make me feel like a little kid…” And he is nowhere near that tired. All he has done today was (over)eat, awkwardly model some clothes, and walk around.
After a while of walking, they eventually reach home. Sakura likes the moment the door opens, because it smells like his lovers, and because he sees their presence all over. The clothes laying around, the wrappers of snacks Takiishi ate and didn't bother to pick up, the decorations on the walls that are so clearly to Endo's taste. After a lifetime of living in empty, blank spaces that felt like his personal prisons… a home that has personality feels extremely comforting.
Every day he is more tempted to just move in. Maybe he won't be able to resist much longer.
“We are here, you can put me down now…” Sakura murmurs. “I need to change before bed…” At his own home, he would simply take off his pants and sleep in his shirt and boxers, but here… he puts on an oversized shirt that doesn't belong to him. Endo loves it, and it is undeniably comfortable…
Takiishi nods at him, and is about to finally let him stand on his own two feet… when Endo interrupts, placing himself in front of them and caressing Sakura's head. “How was your special day, kitten?” He asks with softness in his eyes and a teasing smirk, knowing how the nickname always makes Sakura blush.
Perfect. It was perfect. He genuinely felt special and loved and was the center of attention the entire time. “A-alright…” Ah… he hasn't said the thing he is supposed to say. He looks at Endo, with his cheeks most likely very pink. “Thank you…”
He turns to Takiishi next, to say it again. “Thank you… I… love you both.”
Endo leans down, kissing him on the head. Takiishi holds him closer and tighter.
Wait, wasn't he to be released now?
“I'll change your clothes for you, Haruka.” Eh?
Takiishi heads to the bedroom.
Endo follows behind them. “I'll give you a massage before bed!”
It seems the pampering continues.