#Y'ALL GONNA GET SPOILED BY SHUICHI BE HE SAID SO!!!!

[ahogedetective]

EVERYONE!!! GOOD MORNING, MERRY CHRISTMASSS!! 🎄🌟🎁❄️ I love you all and I hope you all have a gREAT DAY TODAY FULL OF JOY!!! *BEAR HUGS YOU ALL!!!*

[kyukun]

To the Birthday boy! (OumaSai)

FUCK YES!!!!! might write a smut ending to this too and post it to ao3 hmm

but yes i love this, hope you enjoy!

title: To the Birthday boy!

summary: Shuichi just wanted to throw a nice surprise birthday party for his boyfriend. Instead, he got stuck babysitting drunk idiots. Such luck he has.

word count: 1506

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It was the twenty-first of June, better known as Kokichi Ouma's birthday. Kokichi made everyone and their dog aware that today was his birthday. And if anyone ever called him out on it, he'd just cue those puppy dog eyes and excuse his behavior on the simple fact that it was his birthday. Kokichi loved being spoiled. And now that he was dating Shuichi (the person who spoils him probably the most out of everyone,) and it was his birthday, today was going to be amazing. 

 He just knew it was. 

 Though, Shuichi hadn't really seemed to pick up on his various, and mind you, painfully obvious, attempts at hints for gifts whenever they went out. The detective would typically get sidetracked or just genuinely not get the hint whenever he did say something about it. For example, just last week, Kokichi and Shuichi went on a cute movie date, like couples do, and after the movie had decided to walk around the mall for a bit.

 While walking past a store, Kokichi had noticed a gorgeous matching pair necklaces with initial engravings. He assumed they were wedding gifts but either way, they were cute. He wanted Shuichi to get both of them one as a way to commemorate not only their relationship, but their love for one another. 

 And in this state of mind, he dropped a subtle hint, saying something along the lines of: "Saihara-chan, don't you think my outfit would look better with a necklace? Maybe a necklace… Like this one! There's two, so you and I can match." But even with this not-so subtle hint, he remained oblivious and was a good boyfriend about it. He explained that Kokichi didn't need a necklace to make his outfit better since him wearing anything makes the outfit better immediately. 

 Cheesy. 

 You've won this time, Mister Detective.

 After that, Kokichi kept throwing more and more hints at him but each time he seemed to dodge it. It was very frustrating. 

 Now on the other hand, Shuichi knew. Shuichi knew what he was doing and what those hints meant but played dumb for the sake of surprising him. He thanked god he learned from the best actor he knew, otherwise known as Kokichi himself, or else he wouldn't have been able to pull this off for that long.

 He commended himself for his willpower. Seeing the utter face of pure disappointment pained him more than anything and god, it was so fucking hard not to just burst out with apologies and explain everything sometimes. But he knew it would be worth it in the long run so he powered through it all.

 That being said, the party was today and Kokichi was hanging out with Kiibo and Rantaro as a distraction while the others set up the decorations. 

 Shuichi made some guidelines in order to prevent the party from going haywire.

 "Miu… What are you doing with all of that?"

 "This?" She held up a few packs of alcohol in her hand with a grin. "Oh come on! Shittyhara, you need to loosen up a bit. I'll be sure no one gets drunk."

 Rule one: No alcohol.

 Rule one failed.

 "And how are you going to manage that? Aren't you the one that gets drunk first anyway?"

 She gasped as if she were offended, though, Shuichi knew better than to know that she wasn't. "If anything, I'd say you're the one who gets drunk first! 'Sides what's a little fucking booze gonna do to ya?! Geez."

 "I can handle my liquor. I made it very clear that I didn't want alcohol here. So if you could just—" Before he could finish, Miu cut him off mid-sentence and opened the door for Kaito who had the balloons and other decorations in hand. "Hey y'all! What's popping?" Miu greeted Kaito with the obligatory “bro hug” with a fresh open bottle in hand. 

 “These bottles hopefully! If Pooichi here wasn’t being such a sour puss.” Miu antagonized, sticking out her tongue in a playful manner while Kaito bent down and grabbed a bottle from the box while he set down the balloons and various bags beside the door.

 “Oh come on, Shuichi. It’s just a few bottles.”

 “Guys, I said no. You guys know how Kokichi feels about alcohol.”

 “He’ll get over it.”

 Before he knew it, more and more people had begun showing up and had begun drinking. This lead Shuichi to do the decorations all by himself while everyone else drank their asses off. He couldn’t help but get a little bit angry. This was supposed to be a group effort. But right now, it seemed more like a one man job. While he didn’t mind that others were having fun, it was the fact that he was doing all of the work himself when everyone offered their help initially.

 Shuichi had received a text from Rantaro that they were on their way and that’s when he knew things were not going to go well.

 He mentally cursed himself as he glanced at the clock at the top of his phone. “Shit.” Shuichi set down his phone and ran around their apartment to gather the plethora of empty bottles that had begun gathering around their house. He collected as much as he could hold in his hand while he ran to drop them carefully in the garbage. 

 He did this for what seemed like hours before nudging Miu who was passed out on the couch. “Miu! They’re on their way. Come and help me pick everything up. Kaito, you too.” Kaito jolted awake, a bit of drool leaking from his mouth. Shuichi picked up the last remainder of bottles while Miu and Kaito both attempted to pick up surrounding garbage in their drunken states.

 “Right, right.” Kaito replied, his words slurring a bit. He stumbled as he used his hands to guide himself to the trash. Eventually, he had lost his balance, dragging down the birthday sign that Shuichi had set up along with his fall. And just like that, Shuichi saw all of his efforts go to waste as Miu and everyone who was there slowly messed up everything he had worked so hard to make perfect.

 He heard the door unlock open and in came Kiibo and Rantaro who had Kokichi blindfolded by his own scarf as they guided him into the room. “Guys, what are you all doing?” Kokichi giggled. Rantaro looked around at the growing disaster unfolding around him in pure horror. “What happened?” He mouthed to Shuichi who simply shrugged his shoulders with a sigh. “I don’t know. Blame Miu.” Shuichi mouthed back. Kokichi sat back in silence, increasingly growing restless as the pair exchanged words in secrecy, trying to figure out a plan but before they could, Kokichi took off his scarf.

 “Ok guys, I’m getting bored now. What’s going—Oh…” Kokichi held the scarf in his hand while Kiibo rushed over to help Miu who looked like she was about to puke all over the carpet. “Surprise?” 

 Kokichi was speechless. Multiple empty bottles were piled in one corner while some streamers hung sadly across their walls. A sign was also on the floor that he assumed Miu had written on that said “to the birthday boy!” in sloppy handwriting as well as the typical ‘Happy Birthday’ on top of it. Kokichi stared at Shuichi who seemed almost… embarrassed? 

 He smiled softly and lead his lover to the couch while Rantaro decided it’d be best to just leave the two alone.

 “Hey. This is quite the party you’ve got here Mister Detective.”

“I’m sorry. I know you don’t like alcohol. Miu brought it and she started drinking, then Kaito, then Maki,and I couldn’t stop them—”

“Shumai, it’s okay. It’s fine. Don’t stress about it.” He gently cupped his cheek while his serene smile remained. Seeing that smile made all of his worries melt away into thin air. “Really?”

 “Really. Thank you for this. I love you.”

 He kissed his lips and the latter kissed back. He was so incredibly lucky and unlucky at the same time. Shuichi grinned, “Close your eyes really quick.”

 With a small raise of his brow, he listened while Shuichi shuffled in his pocket. He felt something cold wrap around his neck. Almost metal like. It couldn’t be…

 His eyes shot open as he was greeted with a necklace. Not just any necklace though. The necklace. The same necklace he had been eyeing down for a week. The necklace that he been dropping hints about.

 "Y-you actually listened?"

 "Of course I did. Sorry this party is a huge mess but I tried. I got us that necklace you wanted so now we're matching." He whipped out the necklace from under his shirt and revealed it from its hidden location. He held the chain with his thumb and index finger with a cheesy grin as Kokichi felt his face flash red.  They exchanged a kiss before Kokichi swung out a bottle from beneath him.

 “Now, time to party.”