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rainychaoloveshack · 5 months ago

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ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ ☂︎ ⋆ ﾟ 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐠 & 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐠.

its time to celebrate their birthday, right as the clock strikes twelve.

°•☁︎content. sonic and scourge x gn!reader, tooth-rotting fluff, angst in scourge’s drabble about his past but still very fluffy, light alcohol consumption (scourge) °•☁︎warning. mentions of parental neglect/child abuse (scourge).

☂︎ wc. around 1 k each drabble, 2k combined. ☂︎ a/n. awawawa its their bday today!!! i wouldve written something for shadows “birthday” on the 19th, but i had only learned that it was his pseudo bday the day of :( ill be dropping one or two shadow fics this week tho so hopefully that makes up for it!

likes, reblogs, and especially comments are extremely appreciated!!!

Sonic’s body shifts under his covers as you nudge him lightly, trying to awaken him from his slumber, with ears twitching and his mouth turning downward into a frown at the sudden disturbance. Yet his eyes open slowly and peer up at you, obviously drowsy, but he seems to recognize you even in that sleepy haze.

“Hmm? [Name]?” Sonic grumbles out, sitting up on his elbows quickly. “Why’re you in my room so late? Is something wrong?” Despite being tired still, he sits up fully, switching the lamp on beside his bed, and pushes himself towards the edge, letting his legs fall off the side. “Bad dream, huh?”

Always so alert, even after being awoken so abruptly. Such is the attitude of a hero, but you nudge his cheek affectionately with your finger and shake your head, trying to ease his worries as soon as they sprouted up.

“No? Ah, I got it,” he snaps his fingers, pointing up to you as a teasing smile grows on his face to place the frown, “you needed a sleep buddy, yeah?” He chuckles, patting the spot that's open next to him. “You know my bed is always open for you.” Sonic gives you a chuckle, giving you a toothy grin, but you shake your head again and his smile drops.

“Huh? Then what’s up?” He cocks his head to the side, looking up at you curiously with those green eyes you’ve always been so fond of. Extending your hands out briefly, you give him a signal to wait as you briskly trot out the door to fetch his surprise.

In his drowsy haze, he must’ve not noticed the clock struck twelve already, signaling that his birthday had already started. And of course, you had to be the first one to wish him such, even in the dead of night.

Using your hips, you push open the door slowly, the birthday cake slowly emitting a soft, amber light with a single birthday candle lit in the middle. Sonic’s face lights up into one of shock, his body straightening as you bring the cake over to him.

“A cake?” He asks, heads turning frantically to search for his alarm clock, seeing the red digits read out 12:23 AM. “For me? Right now?” You nod, taking a seat next to him as you hold the cake in your lap, taking note of his wagging tail underneath the sheets, and the twitching ears as you start to sing Happy Birthday softly, watching his parted lips turn into a small smile at the sound of your voice; a melody he’s always loved listening to, more than any song composed.

“Aw man, I dunno what to say…” Sonic mutters, flustered as he brushes his quills downward with a hand; a fidgeting habit you've noticed with him before, along with tapping his foot on the ground, picking at his gloves, whistling; and the like. “Thanks, [Name]. You really didn’t have to do any of this for me; honest…”

How humble. A great hero deserves a good celebration, no? Even if it’s something small like this, between the two of you. Lifting the cake off your lap, careful to avoid the flame, you hold it in front of him and give him a little nudge with your leg; a little signal.

“Oh right, my wish! Huh…” He stares into the amber light from the candle for a moment, before shutting his eyes and letting silence fill the room instead. With the way Sonic’s eyes squeeze shut and his brows furrow, he must be wishing hard tonight. But as the thought slips in, he blows out the candle, smoke emitting from the now burnt-out tip. “By the way; you didn’t get a plate, or fork, or anything.” Sonic gestures toward the cake, deciding to take a small swipe of frosting off the top and licking it off his finger. “Oh, that’s pretty nice…”

Does he want to eat it now? You tilt your head at his statement, surprised at his appetite so late at night. You were just going to stuff it in the fridge for later. Sonic usually appreciates his rest more than the average person would, so it wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for him to fall asleep right after all of this, but he seems eager to spend more time with you.

“Well, uh,” He chuckles, meeting your gaze and scratching at his cheek as his ear twitches at your confusion. “having a piece of it with you right now sounds pretty nice. I mean, later on once the sun’s up, everyone's just going to celebrate like they always do.” He explains, stopping his scratching to reach over and fidget with the hem of your shirt, pulling at it as his head tilts back down to look at the cake. “But right now it’s just you and me, so…”

Look at Mr. Blue blur, thinking ahead. Time to fetch the cutlery.

And after fetching everything you need, while you slice into the cake, you can’t help but ask him an important question about tonight, customary to ask on anyone's birthday.

“My wish?” Sonic says, watching you put his slice of cake onto the plate, along with passing him a fork. “No point in telling you, 'cause then my wish won’t come true, right?” With a cheeky grin, his own laughter follows right after, but once he sees your unamused face, he clears his throat and continues. “But even if it doesn’t, it’ll be fine.”

It’s not hard to tell that his gaze is on you, even as you’re cutting the next slice to give to yourself. Not that it’s uncomfortable, since as you look up briefly to lock eyes with him, it’s so warm that it sends butterflies to your stomach, fluttering all around.

“I might already have what I wished for, anyway.”

“A cake? You got me a whole cake this fuckin’ late?” Scourge growls, rubbing his eye as he peers up at you from his spot on his bed, but being stuck with him for so long has made you accustomed to his little complaints. It’s nothing that's ever meant from true malice, anyway. “‘S like two in the mornin’.” You grin and shrug it off, sitting down next to him as you set the cake down on your lap, the candle already lit and ready to be blown out.

“Tch. Man, aren’t you stupid…” He says, staring at the lit cake more thoughtfully than he usually would, despite his harsh words directed towards you. “Even put a candle on it.” He grumbles, opening his mouth to say something else, but your soft voice breaks his words as you start to sing Happy Birthday to him. And all of that fake irritation and tenseness just melts away, fighting back a smile on your face as you watch his shoulders relax under your voice; his guard formed by his trauma just breaking away, bit by bit.

Scourge clicks his tongue once you finish singing, refusing to meet your eyes as he looks off to the side, a soft growl growing in his throat, despite not being genuine. “This is stupid…” He glances back at the amber candle, sighing. “Fine. I’ll blow it out, if it makes ya happy.”

He’s forgetting something.

“Make a wish?” His face contorts into one of skepticism. “I don’t got nuthin’ to wish for.” Scourge stares down at the lit candle, but he entertains your little demand and shuts his eyes, silent for a few moments before blowing out the candle quickly. It’s hard not to wonder what he wished for.

“A hint? The hell do I look like givin’ ya a hint?” Scourge starts, grinning at your unamused frown. Party pooper. “Doesn’t matter what I wished for anyway. I already got all I need.” Oh. Your playful demeanor drops at his little statement; coupled with the way he’s looking at you, it doesn’t take a genius to know what he’s gesturing towards.

“Quit ooglin’ at me and cut the cake.”

Now why’s he in such a hurry? You didn’t even get to tell him what else you got for tonight…

“... Holy shit, really? Champagne? This late?” Scourge grins at your mention of the alcohol. “Man, you really don’t care, huh?”

“Thanks, babe.” He mumbles, poking and picking at the cake slice with his fork, appetite seemingly missing from himself as he peers at the pieces of fruit pressed into the frosting. “Bout’ the bottle…” He gestures over to the champagne bottle, still sealed. “Just pop it open.”

You nod, rising off the bed as you take the champagne bottle by the neck, picking off some of the gold foil around the tip with your fingernail. While you pick it off, it seems that Scourge has some things to share with you.

“When my birthday used ta’ roll around back then, my old man never bothered to celebrate it.” Scourge says softly, slowly cutting a small piece off his cake slice, and watching the frosting smear onto the plate. “Used to just leave me some gift I didn’t care about. Left it by my bedside so I would see it when I woke up.” His eyes flick toward the champagne glass you’re filling for him, hearing the small fizzing emitting from the glass. “Didn’t even bother to come give it to me himself.”

Scourge never says much about his past, preferring to keep it hidden and locked away inside himself. You’ve never pushed him to tell you anything pertaining to it. Of course he tells you the important things, whether it be his past relationships or his scuffles with Sonic, but if he wanted to hide it, of course, you would respect that. But you never expected him to talk about when he was a child…

“It was always somethin’ expensive, but there was no real thought put in it.” He prods at the piece, before stabbing it onto the piece of cutlery. “I mean yeah, sure, jewels are nice, huh?” He looks over at you expectantly, and you take the bubbling champagne glass in your hand, sitting next to him. ”But when I was younger, I didn’t want any sorta jewel or whatever he put there.” His voice softened as his next words poured out, and he finally put the piece up to his mouth before speaking.

“I wanted my dad." Scourge is quick to interrupt the immediate silence that follows after. "‘Least I got somethin’ huh? Can't say that for other kids.”

Even after that, the silence between you two lingers longer than you would have wanted it to; slowly the growing tears welling up in the corners of your eyes threaten to spill out, but you pass the glass to him as nonchalantly as you could once he finishes his thought. Scourge after chewing his piece of cake takes a sip mindlessly after being given the glass, and licks his lips right after, a small yet toothy smile growing on him. “Man, this stuff's good! Must’ve gotten that real expensive stuff for tonight, huh?” He meets your gaze properly, seeing the tears well up in your eyes as you try to wipe them away without mention, and he puts his glass down wordlessly, reaching over to wipe the tears away for you.

Oddly enough, a grin grows on his face as he cups your cheeks, clearly amused by something. Is it your anguished expression? Ah, does he find that funny?

“Whatcha’ bein’ so sad for? S’ in the past for a reason, babe.” His thumb and forefinger pinches into your cheeks, pulling on them. Your eyes squeeze shut on the assault on your face, feeling more tears roll down your cheeks, and wincing as he chuckles. “Shit, I mean, it’s my birthday. You really gonna be sad today? C’mon.” Scourge finally lets go after some time, wiping your tears away from your cheeks. “Plus, the cake’s good. The hell you cryin’ about?” You giggle at his stupid reasoning of cheering you up, wiping another stray tear away with your finger.

It’s not like he’ll ever say it vocally, but Scourge really does care, and has such a nice heart.

Bringing your champagne glass up, you clink it against his wordlessly and take a sip, feeling the bubbling alcohol run down your throat, but it doesn’t feel as harsh as it normally would. Especially in this moment.

“Well shit, happy birthday to me, yeah?" Damn right.

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