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“Happy.... birthday!”
Kageyama awoke with a start when something small, not heavy but quite wild, landed on top of his stomach.
“H-Hinata. What the -!” he scolded his boyfriend who was bouncing on top of him. Hinata grinned merrily and poked Kageyama’s chest.
“Kags, wake up. Happy birthday!” Hinata sang.
“It’s your birthday, idiot,” Kageyama sighed, feeling too sleepy for Hinata’s usual strange nonsense, but Hinata continued to bounce excitedly.
“Yup. Happy birthday to me. Look, I made us a special breakfast to celebrate. We used to do this with all birthdays back at home!”
Kageyama rubbed his eyes tiredly and looked at the plate Hinata had in his hands. He gave him a look.
Hinata continued to smile. “I know, I know. I made pancakes... even though you don’t like them. But look. It has bacon, ham, and sausage. You like meat, don’t you? There is also egg, and cheese. And this is your name written in ketchup letters. Isn’t it gorgeous? I paid a lot of attention to it. I already ate mine, I couldn’t help it. But it had my name in ketchup letter as well.”
Of course Kageyama liked meat. It was exactly why he had agreed to joining that barbecue with the guys they had planned tonight, even though he had preferred to celebrate Hinata’s birthday quietly together with some quality time.
But... Kageyama had always felt bad for not liking pancakes while it was one of the only dishes Hinata was ever proud of to make, and now he stared at this disaster in front of him.
“I just woke up. You want me to eat this?” he asked. Hinata nodded.
“Yes, because it’s my birthday.” Kageyama sighed at his adorable boyfriend who was smiling at him like a little puppy while shoving that mediocre food in his face.
Hinata pricked the fork in the pancake and held it up so Kageyama could take a bite.
“Hinata...” Kageyama sighed. He then gathered all of his courage and leaned forward to accept the food. He was slightly thankful and not thankful at the same time that Hinata had smeared a whole load of ketchup on it so the taste of the pancake wasn’t even that bad. He just tasted... ketchup.
Then, with his mouth still full, Kageyama finally took the plate from Hinata, only to place it on the nightstand beside the bed.
“Hey, you should eat all- ahh!” Hinata cried out when Kageyama suddenly flipped his petite boyfriend under him with ease. Smirking down at him with his mouth full of pancake, meat and ketchup of his birthday breakfast, Kageyama began to claw at both sides of Hinata’s torso.
“EHEeh! Kagsahaha! Nohoho!” Hinata chirped, laughing hysterically in an instant. Now that sight and sound made the bad taste a lot better. Smiling, Kageyama wickedly tickled Hinata where he knew he was so very ticklish.
Gathering the hysterical guy’s flailing arms in one hand, he pinned them above his head and started to tickle him all over his tummy, sides, ribs and underarms with his other hand. His fingers were racing all over the squirming body as if it was their race track, and he chuckled.
He thought to tickle him until he had swallowed all of that huge not-so-tasty food that Hinata had shoved into his mouth at once, but now found himself chewing extra slowly, just to drag this brief fluttering moment of Hinata’s well-deserved tickle torture a liiittle longer.
While he did, he discovered he might not hate pancakes that much after all. Especially if they were Hinata’s.
“Kageyaaahaah! Kahahags! Tobiohoo!” Hinata whined, giggling adorably.
“Honeyeehehe!” he added to his list of attempts to address him during this playful torture. That cutie was really trying everything. Kageyama released his arms, only to attack him with both hands, and Hinata thrashed wildly as more of those adorable laughs and giggles burst out of him.
By the time the last remains of that 1/8 hideous pancake were completely out of his mouth, Kageyama kissed Hinata to share the taste, and he smiled against his lips.
“Happy birthday to you,” he muttered against Hinata’s lips that were still spread into an adorable smile, and to make that smile even bigger Kageyama snuck in a few more tickles by lightly scribbling Hinata’s bare sides.
“Hehehe you meaneehehe! But y-yes, happy birthday to me. Now - if you eat the rest of that pancahahaake - okay no! Nohoho sorry! You don’t neheheee- eeehehep!”
“Pancake, this one?” Kageyama nibbled and raspberried Hinata’s neck mercilessly while his fingers went to do their work again. That cute little pancake was asking for it after all.