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A steel blue haired man was walking by. His appearance was quite sketchy, for context he looked like a pervert. He wore sunglasses, a black beanie, a mask, and a backpack.“Ugh what do I do? What should I do? His birthday is tomorrow and I still don't know what to get him.” The man thought to himself while walking by stores.The shopping district was sure busy today, people walking by with their family, friends or alone. Many people passing by were giving the blue haired man or should I say Makoto strange looks and whispering to each other. He paused when he saw a familiar silhouette. A certain somebody with pink hair, weird green antennas and glasses with green lenses. *I wonder what Teruhashi-san's brother is doing here. Good grief…* Saiki thought as Makoto approached him while cornering him to a wall. “Hey four eyes, what are you doing here?” The suspicious looking man asked. “Im going ho-” “Well if you're buying a gift for Kuusuke.” “I’m just goi-“ “there's no need because whatever you buy him my gift is going to be a million times better anyways!” he interrupted Saiki confidently. “I was just going home.” the pink haired answered with the same deadpan expression on his face. Makoto seemed nervous and worried for some unknown reason?
“Well if you're not then, could you please help me pick out a gift for Kuusuke?” he begged. *I could just teleport out of here, but this place is too crowded, I guess I have no other choice then* Saiki was about to reject him but he realised something *Wait a minute, This is a fanfic isn't it? Looks like a himejoshi hiyama kiyoteru loving girlkisser wrote this. Good grief, I guess i’ll help him so this fic could end faster* “Sure, but make this quick.” Saiki responded. “Really!”
The sound of people going through clothing racks, This store wasn’t empty but it wasn’t crowded either. “So, I was thinking that I should get him this.” Makoto rambled while Saiki was regretting coming with him in the first place. *Ugh, this guy was thinking of giving Kuusuke a figure of himself, reminds me of someone. He even thinks like my parents. I could be eating coffee jelly right now.* Look what Saiki had gotten himself into. He had been standing there for the past 45 minutes listening to this dumbass trying to select a gift for his egocentric smartass brother or should I say Makoto’s partner. “Hmm, what about this?” The blue haired one said while holding a cat kitchen timer, Saiki was nowhere to be found. “Saiki-kun, are you even listening?” He looked around everywhere and he couldn’t find Mr. Antennas. “Saiki?” The man was confused. *Nevermind* Saiki thought to himself as he hid in an hollow alleyway *Well, there’s one thing he doesn’t know is that Kuusuke really hates receiving gifts. But I guess all I could do is wish him luck. Though I do. have to say he improved in buying presents” He teleports back home.
Today was the day, the 16th of June. The scientist's birthday. Kuusuke had messy unkept blond hair that covered one of his eyes which Makoto frequently complained about. Kuusuke was just in his apartment drinking tea until he heard a knock on his door, he opened it to find Makoto there. ‘Makoto.” he mumbled, “What are you doing here today?” Kuusuke questioned him while looking pretty sleep deprived.
“I brought you a present, you dipshit.” whoa. hurtful Kuusuke thought to himself while being dragged by his wrist into his home by Makoto. The door was slammed.
‘A present?” he sighs as Makoto hands it over to him. Makoto patiently waits for him to open it. *His apartment is so cluttered. Ugh, did he even brush his hair today…* Makoto says in his head. He carefully opened the present and inside it was a cute kitchen timer which is supposed to resemble a cat. The cat breed was a Persian cat. Sure it was cute but Kuusuke literally had no use for it. “Let me guess, you absolutely lo-” “I absolutely hate it.”
“WHAT?” Makoto was stunned. “I thought you liked cats.” he added. “Its not about the cats, it's about how utterly useless this is to me, First of all when have you ever seen me cooking or baking?” Kuusuke clarified. “You are such an asshole, Kuusuke!” his voice dropped. “I spent a lot of time picking this out for you, you could've at least pretended to like it.” He glared at Kuusuke as if he wanted to make out with him or kill him.
“Awh, look at you get all worked up for me, how cute. “ Kuusuke mocked him arrogantly “But let's not forget, I'm your asshole. Right?, since you got me a terrible gift. I was thinking that you give me something with actual value, perhaps a kiss? Unless you're a bad boyfriend, oh how heartless of you Makoto.” Maybe the last part was a bit exaggerated. “Fine, I’ll give you your stupid kiss.”
Makoto leaned down and he pulled Kuusuke by his collar to close the distance between them. The kiss started off as rough but as a few seconds passed, the kiss began to slow down. It felt soft and quiet. Both of them leaned into each other to feel their warmth. Their heartbeats accelerated rapidly making them both feel a heavenly sense of fuzziness in their stomach. The kiss was longer than it should've been, when they finally pulled back from each other. They stayed close, none of them broke eye contact.
“I hate you ,Kuusuke.”
“I love you too."