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“Exactly! At least, not like a normal cake.” He stepped into the male's room, placing the cake onto his desk. “I tried to make it a bit hotter with cinnamon and cayenne, to double down on the savory side of it, y'know? Figured you'd like that better!”

“Happy birthday, dude!” Eijirou immediately booms out, his lips pulled into a wide grin as he showed off his sub par cake. “Sorry, I know the cake isn't pretty, by any means, but. . . I worked on making it more your flavor palette than a normal cake! Wanna give it a taste?”

[💪] That's not true at all, take that back ;-;

“I-I mean. . . I kinda do, yeah. . .” Eijirou felt like he was digging himself further into this hole, but if he didn't say it now he likely never would. “If I'm being honest, though. . . it's only because I want to do it with you, man.”

Nerves seemed to light every nerve sensing inside Eijirou, burning him from the inside out. They had him cautiously stepping forward, brows knit over his eyes. “W-Well. . . d'ya wanna try with me?”

That had him feeling more self conscious than ever, especially when he drew his bottom lip in between his sharp teeth. “A-Are you thinking about it now, too. . ?”

“M-Maybe. . ?” Now Eijirou felt like he should be backpedaling, especially with how the blonde was looking at him. That was weird to say, wasn't it. . . “T-That's not. . . weird, is it. . ?”

“W-Well. . .” How was he supposed to say it without sounding weird? “I-It's. . . kinda like. . . I can't stop imagining what they'd feel like against mine. . . y'know. . ?”

“W-Well, yeah. . .” A hand lifted to scratch nervously at rye back of Eijirou's head, glancing away for a moment to hide the panic in his eyes. “I-I, uh. . . I dunno how to explain it, man, but. . . a lot of things about you make me feel that way, your lips included.”

“Well. . . sometimes, things like this don't have to make sense, y'know? I just. . . I know lately I've been noticing more about you. Things that make my stomach twist up in knots. . .”

“Y-Yeah! Its because your lips look r-really. . . manly this evening!!” What a terrible lie. Anyone could tell by the look on his face. Would the blonde know what he was actually thinking?

“Huh?” Instantly he was pulled out of his mini trance, glancing up at his friend with rosy cheeks and wide eyes. Funny, he couldn't seem to stop staring at the blonde's lips. . . “J-Just admiring how manly you look today is all!”

The lug was blissfully unaware, but man was his smile wide. Just looking at his bro did that to him. Funny, though. . . he was starting to feel a bit nervous himself. Was it because of Katsuki's looks?

Hm? He's not a mind reader, what was that?

[💪] Hehehe 👀

“Well, since we normally crash in my room. . . how about yours tonight?” Eijirou wanted to be sure the other male was in a comfortable space after all, and honestly sleeping next to him in the blonde's bed was. . . incredibly appealing.

“Well, I don't feel like I need it as much as I did before,” he admitted with a laugh, his hands falling to his sides. It was then that he heard the blonde's question, his cheeks burning brighter still. “Yeah. . . I'd love to, dude.” The implications of this had him nervous-.