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sunookkii · 4 years ago

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hey i know request are closed but this idea just got stuck in my mind and i wanted you to write sum about it if you like it 😭 so basically its an enha reaction/scenario ? where they forget your birthday, (maybe not in a bad way but i dont mind if its angst) hope ur good btw !! <3

a/n : OMG WAIT SRY TO ALL THE OTHER REQUESTS BUT THIS ONE FOR SUM REASON REALLY STUCK OUT TO ME i hope you enjoyyy ;) also I wrote so much I’m so sorry- [not really read proof~]

Also i am well ty for asking >.<

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.enhypen imagine ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Enhypen forgetting your bday~

Genre : angsty ish

Warnings : mentions of food, crying, one swear word??

Requested : yes ty beautiful person ;)

Heeseung :

Okay okay so its your birthdayyy and you were really excited for what to happen because you wanted to see what kind of surprise your boyfriend did for your birthday

But to your luck he forgot :(

So you spent all day giving him hints like ‘what day is it’ and at one point you gave up and started pouting really hard

And your face was just overall sad everyone else had remembered your birthday including the members, but for your boyfriend to forget it lowkey hurt

Almost half the day passed and he still didn’t remember

So you ended up going into the room by yourself and started to cry

Your whimpers got louder and louder even though you were trying your best to stay quiet so he doesn’t hear

A few minutes past by and heeseung started looking for you because he sensed something was wrong.

He looked on the calendar really really carefully and FINALLY he came to his realization that it was your birthday but it was kinda too late cuz you hid yourself in your room to cry.

He came into your room to wish you a happy birthday but he sees you curled up into a ball crying to yourself

He felt so bad after this happened, “IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WONT EVER GORGET AGAIN!”

He hugs you so tight as if your life depended on it, won’t leave you out of his sight for the rest of the day. You’ll be hearing a lot of hbds and ilys for the rest of the day~

^ so yeah 🤕

Jay :

I feel like it��s rare that he forgets these type of dates buut for the sake of tumblr lets pretend he completely forgot 😧

You woke up in a great mood because it was your birthday of course

You were expecting to be receive a hbd wish from your boyfriend, but nope nothing all morning.

You received a bunch of hbd wishes on Instagram and other platforms mentioning you, but none of them were from jay :(

You quickly got frustrated and because it was your birthday and your bf the person you love most didn’t remember really hurt

So gradually your face became wet from heated silent tears. But unlike heeseung he would super quickly notice because he’s on his phone a lot and he dates things like ‘y/ns bday’ (idk but I imagine him dating things on his phone)

He’d then be like OH SHIT ITS YN’s BD

Runs to you soooooo quick just to see your face red and a bit wet.

Once your eyes connected your tears started to come out quicker

He literally runs up to you to hug you HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IM SO SORRY I FORGOT

After he said that he ran away from you leaving you alone, which made your heart drop thinking that he didn’t care.

But once you finally came out of your room you were greeted with a homemade delicious cake your boyfriend made for you that looked like this

You could tell he felt really bad bc usually he always had a smile on his face while cooking but this time it was a ‘I’m sorry’ face

“I’m really really sorry please forgive me”

All was forgiven bc the cake tasted so mf ing good

Jake :

It was your birthday today, a day that only came once a year so like any other human being it’s a special day for you

You were super excited to see what Jake did for you, because every birthday you had with him was always such a surprise

But today was sort of… different? :(

You saw jake in the living room on the tv and went straight up to him with a smiley face. “GOOODMORNINGGG” 😁

After cuddling for a while on the couch you lifted up your head and asked him If he knew what day it was, he just replyed with a simple Wednesday? With a confused face

I’m pretty sure that one word was enough to make you pretty upset 😅🥲

You started to pout and went back into his chest with a disappointed face.

“Ahh what what, what day is it tell me?” He said playfully, not realizing it was your birthday.

You stayed silent as he checked his phone, ‘y/n’s birthday don’t forget’

When i tell you he gasped he GASPED.

You were already in the verge of tears “IM SO SORRY HBD BABY”

You were still a bit upset at him so you replied with ‘did you really need your phone to tell me what day it was’ 😕

He hugs you tighter while mumbling ‘hbd hbd hbd’

Suddenly let you go of his arms and said he had an errand. Without any explanation he got his car keys to go somewhere leaving you and your thoughts by yourself.

‘Does he not love me anymore that he doesn’t even want to spend time with me on my birthday? ☹️😭”

A while later he comes back and you’re luckily still on the couch where he left you

^^this dude came back with three beautiful cakes from your local cake stores. “I’m bacccckkkk!! please forgive meeeee you know i love you with all my heart 🥺” (okay i hate to use this emoji but there isn’t any other way to describe it TT)

You obviously forgave him because you know it was never his intention to forget,,, “you owe me hugs and kisses for the rest of the day :(“ kindly accepts your request because that is something he’d never complain about #freecuddlesfromyn

Sunghoon :

Okay but like hear me out he’s the type of boyfriend that would ‘pretend’ he forgot your birthday but he actually didn’t

So when he ACTUALLY forgot you just thought he was joking until…

“Hooonieeee, stop joking around I’m seriouss”

“I’m serious too i seriously don’t know what day it is”

“What…”

You leave him for a bit alone with his thoughts, not even gna lie if he did end up forgetting your bday it would take him a while to remember it

But once he remembers he feels so bad 😭

Tackles you with so many hugs and bday kisses and showers you with I’m sorrys and hbd wishes

genuinely ask himself how he forgot the lohls birthday (love of his life’s) literally beats himself for it

And you have to tell him that it’s fine and that you forgive him~

Brings out the birthday cake and sings you a happy birthday song while clapping and laughing.

Puts cake on your nose

Sunoo :

Idk if he’s the type to forget but like jay I don’t think he’d forget

I feel like to him birthdays are the MOST special thing/ date for a person

Like obviously the rest of the members think that but especially sunoo really like sticks to this

So if he had forgotten your birthday you were sooo hurt you ignored him the whole day keeping your distance until he finally remembered

Once he remembered he went to go find you ASAP where you were hiding int he corner of the bedroom moping

He showers you with hugs cuddles kisses pecks, you name it he does it

He feels so bad that he could forget smtg like this, literally asks himself how he could forget such an important date

If the convenience store was still open he’d run to the nearest store and surprise you with a birthday cake. But not just any cake it’d be a cake that was decorated by the one and only Kim Sunoo

Would prepare it so nicely and even have a lit up candle so you can wish on it.

the type to surprise you with it even though he forgot. Brings it to your room while singing the hbd song.

Puts cake frosting on your nose #2, takes lots and lots of pictures to post on insta later

caption : “happy birthday sunshine~”

Jungwon :

he was on the couch as per usual just scrolling through his phone to keep himself occupied but also updated

Not knowing what day it was,,,,,,,

you come outside of your bedroom excitedly to expect a wishful happy birthday wish from the person you love most

But for some reason it oddly seemed like a normal day

“Wonnniiieee my loveeee, guess what day it is!” You said with a sheepish smile

“Hmm wednesday?” He said looking up at you with a calm face

Your happy smile soon became a little pout

“You really don’t know?”

“Isn’t it just a regular Wednesday? Why is there something special?”

oh my- he broke your heart right then and there

You run back into your room because you feel heated tears about to fall, even though it was something small the thought of him not remembering your birthday the day of your birth hurt. A little.

Jungwon was actually super clueless he genuinely didn’t know what day it is but something about you seemed off and the way you ran to your room was quite odd to him so he went and followed you

Before he opened the door he already heard small whimpers from the corner of the bed, and that immediately triggered him and he was about to beat up anyone that made you feel sad 😠 little did he know it was him who made you feel that way

“Baby what’s wrong? Why are you crying”

He holds your chin and turns it to get a better look

wiping your tears with his thumb, you were being a dramatic his giggles make you feel a bit better even though you were mad at him for forgetting

“You forgot my birthday.” You said to him while crying

You can literally see the gears in his brain start to turn when his face went from 😄 -> 😳

“IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY” hugs you so tight that you literally can’t breathe

Doesn’t know what to do to make you feel better, “I’m really sorry for forgetting your birthday, I don’t really know what got into me, please forgive me.”< cue the cutest kitty puppy eyes

He kept on rambling on abt how he was sorry and deserves your forgiveness you literally had to shut him up, he was sorry please forgive him >~<

Cuddles you for the rest of the day

Niki :

He was playing video games normally on his phone, until you excitedly stormed into his room “hiiiii babbbbyyyy”

“Well someone is happy today :)”

“Well of course bc u know what day it isss ;)”

“Wednesday?”

😧😦 < that’s what you looked like when he didn’t know, “you really don’t remember?”

“hmm I’m not too sure” he said before going back to his game

you slowly became disappointed and just ‘celebrated’ your birthday by yourself in the kitchen. :,((

he didn’t notice that you were sad at first bc he was busy playing on his phone, around an hour later he went to the kitchen to get a snack when he sees you in the kitchen staring into space rested your chin on you arm.

‘Are you okay? You seemed fine earlier’

You decided to play the silent game and just avoided him... so he tried to get you to talk to him but after a while it didn’t work so he sort of gave up and went to ask his hyungs what’s wrong with you.

“Niki,,, it’s y/n’s birthday omg did you forget??????” Jake said texting niki

and that’s when the lightbulb in his brain turned on

He rushed to the kitchen and back hugged you so tight and gave you so many cheekie kissies to try and make up for ‘forgetting’

But to his luck you were still mad at him

Soooo he came up with the idea of going to the convenience store really quick to get you a bunch of flowers and a nice cake to surprise you~

You ended up forgiving him because he was tickling you threatening you to forgive him

N knowing Niki he’s not a person you can be mad at for long <3

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carriecareless · 8 years ago

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hey hey i’m so sorry this is a little late, but here’s your present @somethingintheend !! i was your secret santa!! i hope you like some nice solid kanoshin \o/ (there’s more notes at the end btw but i wont put them here bc spoilers)

(thank you @nanakikazuaki for all your help too!!)

On a winter day where the cold grip had winded it's way through every nook and crevice, to the tips of every tree branch, to clusters of ice below his feet and the howl of wind above, where it pierced through the numerous layers he had on and settled over his bones, every breath that came was an agonizing squeeze; ragged and shaky as ever, as if the cold was mocking his basket-case life with the realest sense of persuasion he had felt in the longest while.

As if summer wasn't bad enough, on cue to end the setup he had planned for however long (he could last), to introduce a band of people that had forced him out and about, to face blistering sun and the harshest of cold, ah yes, ah yes, this was surely their fault.

He could have been spending the winter day curled up at his desk, portable heater sputtering in the background, finger mindlessly scrolling the mouse through a selection of seasonal anime with ideas that had been washed out countless times before.

It was a mindless routine, one that lulled him into a false sense of security, that made him forget about blankets of white and crystal and the implications of western festivities that should've meant nothing to him.

But how the Dan loved festivities (and any other sort of tacky tourist trap, if he was honest), and how they loved even more to make him suffer.

“Shopping, that's what I said. You need to go out and buy a present.” Kido had reiterated, ‘tutting' in a rather motherly way, fingers twitching, he noticed, no doubt itching to tighten the scarf set around his neck.

Instead she was satisfied with pushing him gently in the direction of the door, something so forward she probably picked up from Momo, an action she had overplayed with a heaving grunt and an awkward smile (he saw that she had been holding back waves of excitement; but whether they had been from sending him out into the cold or from the thought of the festivities, he couldn't tell).

Either way, he couldn't deny that smile, and he had grumpily stomped out into the snow and in the direction of the town, no less ready than he ever was for the task ahead.

Crunching and occasionally slipping through snow mounds, he realized that Ene hadn't bothered to tell him the weather for today, and it annoyed him that he had become so reliant on such a small gesture that he could've even made way with the obnoxious chanting of carols or hoots of laughter at his incapability to handle snow just for a better chance at coping in such a situation.

Ene was always on top of these things, and even as he traversed over the slippery sidewalk and into the much welcomed interior heating of the mall, he wished she had been there just to give him a hand (as best and as metaphorically as she could, considering that she, you know, lived in his phone).

He stumbled awkwardly over the threshold and through automatic doors, already fumbling with his scarf and his jacket buttons, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he lowered his gaze from a passing family, already feeling the distinctive cold bite of anxiety creating an unsettling disturbance in the pit of his stomach.

Make up your mind. He internally bit, not sure if it was directed at his temperature or his boggled brain that was still empty with present ideas. He stood in the middle of the entrance department, staring mindlessly up at a sign that had arrows pointing in all directions, and he had to mentally stop his eyes from settling and following the line of direction from the sign that read ‘Electronics'.

He reached into his pocket and fumbled with a cardboard tab, pulling it out and holding it up to eye level. Through the intricate red and green papercraft design that Marry had clearly poured her heart and soul into, the name ‘Kano Shuuya' was written neatly in the centre.

Out of everybody, except maybe Amamiya, that he had been given, he had to have been stuck with the one person who was nothing but completely difficult to figure out what kind of gift to buy. Even with the carefully designed card, the arduous journey from the base to the centre of town, and to the endless possibilities laid out in front of him, there was still no idea to be formed on what exactly Kano could've wanted.

The boy himself was, how could he put it...enigmatic? No, that was far too upstanding. How about boisterous, flippant, jumbled; a person so erratic in his demeanour that he left everything to the naked eye and nothing but confusion to those who might’ve considered him anything but a frivolous annoyance. The guy had no stable personality, and gave nothing but the impression that he had a somewhat catlike, or even foxlike motif going on.

Foxes ate rabbits. He didn’t like foxes.

Pocketing the card, he decided that the best course of action was to take a linear route; from the left into every store until he was able to come across something that could have possibly caused his mind to tick and for him to recognize that, yes, that in fact could have made a good gift. That is, if he wasn't caught up in the simplicity of his mind reacting to just a completely standard possibility instead of what could have been anything leading towards the ‘one and only’; the present that could in every single way spell out consideration for Kano’s enjoyment, and would allow him to look at himself in the mirror and say, “Despite all your issues with the holiday, you were the absolute best at this Secret Santa, and nobody can argue otherwise.”

Of course, he could just go for a generic compromise; everybody liked sweets or chocolates, and as far as he was aware, it couldn't have ever been considered a bad gift. Everyone would think, ah yes, Shintaro dealt with this as best as he could with such a difficult candidate, wasn't stagnant or overdramatic with his spending, but still had the respect he had kept at arm's length to give something that Kano could perhaps genuinely enjoy.

And on the off chance that Kano somehow rejected his gift simply for a hoot, the rest of the Dan could feast in his place.

Ah yes Shintaro, how pragmatic of you, they'd say, and probably turn to relay compliments galore.

The prospect filled him with a new sense of confidence, and as he teetered on his heel in direction of one of the numerous sweet stores, his mind flicked westward, and he could almost hear Ene’s high pitched tone reverberating in a way that caused the anxiety to lapse through his body, causing him to jaunt on the spot, and it took all he had not to sink to his knees.

What about allergies? Oh of course, what about allergies, Shintaro, to which he wouldn't know, which would lead to nothing more than, on the off chance that Kano’s face puffed up and he spent the eve in hospital instead, nobody would ever think him considerate, but rather as ‘The Hikineet who stole Christmas’.

The prospect of excitement that Kido might’ve felt, to the obnoxious lengths of celebration that Ene would go to, he couldn't feel it, couldn't possibly understand it.

“I’m so bad at this” He decided, and with a heavy sigh and a turn to the left, he began his search and find.

The snow had begun to pick up again during his journey back to the Dan’s base, leaving a fine dusting of clean, new white in the creases of his jacket, settling in his hair and - much to his chagrin - whipping its way into the gap between scarf and neck, proceeding to melt against his skin. Shintaro let out a mildly wounded noise at the discomfort that always accompanied his trips outside, and practically made a run down the street for the door of their H.Q., regretting this almost instantly as his lung capacity was far too diminished to deal with such a level of exertion.

Wheezing heavily and beginning to drip melting snow onto the floor, he stumbled through the door and shut it behind him, leaning against a wall for support. His sister looked up from her phone for a few precious milliseconds, before her eyes darted back down to the screen, her thumbs tapping against the device furiously.

“Hey, Bro!” Her eyebrows were knitted together, though it was unclear if it was out of pure sibling concern, or a particularly pressing need to get a full combo. She hit pause, looking up at him properly and raised her eyebrows at the state he was in.

“Do you, uh, maybe… need an inhaler or something?”

Shintaro’s response was to wave his hand in a, “Pssh? Me? I’m fine!” gesture, as he gulped in a few more lungfuls of oxygen, the colour flooding to his cheeks from the warmth of the room as it hit him, and from the somewhat admonishing look Momo was giving him.

“Really, I’ll be…” Huge intake of air. “Okay. Promise.” He began unwinding his scarf, fumbling with the tangle it had formed with his headphone cord. “Ah, geez…”

Momo jumped up from the sofa, sliding her phone into one pocket, and made her way over to him, nudging the shopping bag hanging loosely from his hand gently with her toe.

“Did you get your present?”

“Oh, uh- yeah- yeah it’s- I did, yeah. Yeah!” He had reflexively drawn the bag back a little from his sister’s prodding, and he now pulled it closer, appearing to clutch the gift as though it were a newly-born child. Momo’s eyebrows were raised once more, and he gave her a rather defensive glare. “I’m not going to show you, sis! It’s Secret Santa! You’ll find out later!”

“Ah, yeah, about that...”

“...wh-what-?” That familiar plunging sensation gripped his entire digestive tract, inviting his heart to join in the skydiving party. Something about her tone, when she said that-

“Yeah, well I guess you’re here now!” Momo was all too aware of her brother’s sudden plunges into crisis, and began pitching up her voice, her eyes wide, all cheery reassurance. “It’s just, we were gonna start at 3, and you didn’t show up, so we all-”

Oh God, he was going to faint. How could he have forgotten something so crucial to making sure this holiday went by without a hitch? He had been so caught up in the specifics of the gift that time had run its course, and he had forgotten that there was supposed to be a deadline to meet. He really was a failure, really was the ‘Hikineet that had destroyed Christmas.’ The humiliation was almost too much to bear; he wanted to crawl away inside a cave, Tono could become the ‘Max; to his rectified self, Momo being the Who to try and spark his hope in life, but he was sure that she had already lost any resolve to even begin a softer introduction to this wretched holiday.

Very far away in the distance, he could hear Momo’s voice continuing, feel a light touch to his shoulder,

“It’s okay, Brother, really! We figured we could do it once you got here, so everyone’s kinda doing their own thing. It’s okay, I promise.”

He managed to drag his eyes away from his own shoes, and gazed at her in dread as a croaking whisper escaped his lips:

“Momo… I ruined Christmas.”

His sister managed to keep her expression serious for about a nanosecond, before her facade cracked and she burst out into hysterics, doubling over in peals of laughter.

“H-Hey! It’s not funny-”

“Pff, what’s this, what’s this~?” The anxiety from before came back threefold, and he almost doubled over in a dramatic ruse, as if Kano’s voice had the power to simply shatter him where he stood. But from Momo’s laughter and the boy’s purr, he should’ve felt a slight turn of relief, but the knots in his stomach were making it hard for him to feel otherwise.

Kano had poked his head around a doorway, eyes half-shut lazily as he stretched in an exaggerated yawn. “You woke me up from my cat nap, Kisaragi~ we were all waiting so~o long for you to return! I was betting your body couldn’t handle the cold, and you’d dropped dea- OW!”

He was interrupted by a swift bop on the head by a loosely-clenched fist, and Kido stepped out from behind the sandy blond, her arms crossed over her chest. She was wearing a dark navy apron with “Don’t Make Me Cut You” scrawled across it in a rather aggressive typeface.

“You’re back. I hope you were successful in your mission.” Shintaro numbly raised his carrier bag in response, and she nodded curtly, her mouth quirking up at the corner. “Good job. Find a space to sit. I’ll round the gang up.”

With Momo tugging at Shintaro’s hand to guide him into the main living room, and Kido pacing through the house and retrieving everyone from various naps and video games, and in one certain case, a evening meal for an orphaned dormouse, the Dan was soon assembled. Kido sat in pride of place on a small wooden stool lined with tinsel, a Santa hat perched jauntily atop her head and the wrapped presents piled in front of her feet. The others clustered around her in a tight circle.

Shintaro sat back a little, a can of soda comfortably nestled in his hand, and felt the near ever-present heaviness in his chest ease slightly as he cast his eyes around the room. On his right, Konoha was a few seconds away from drifting off into another nap, his chin resting on his knees. He had somehow acquired a miniature Santa hat for his triceratops plushie, and Shintaro found his face contorting into a smile at the sight. Momo was busy tapping away at her phone screen again, although this time she had an audience of Marry, who was commenting with sparkling eyes on the outfits available in the game. A laptop had been set up as part of the circle, and Ene was playing instrumental Christmas music, as pixelated snow rained down from the top of the screen. She was busy working on a snowman at the bottom of the monitor, a virtual knitted scarf protecting her from the virtual cold.

His eyes drifting upwards, Shintaro’s face twitched into a smile again at the sight of delicate paper snowflakes attached to the ceiling via threads and tape. And were those…?

Cranes. A range of sizes, soaring through the air through the flurry of snowflakes. Some clumsy, some with sharp, expert folds to them. He counted them up in his head. Nine. Enough for each of-

Ah. A red one was clearly leading the flock, now that he looked clearly. Which meant eight represented…

Just as quickly as it had felt relieved, his heart sank again, thudding painfully. Missing. He was missing. And all because he took so long. He ducked his head down, chin tucking into his chest.

He was on the verge of excusing himself, saying he felt nauseous, needed to lie down for a little while maybe, please continue without him-

“Alright, everyone! Settle down! I’ll start handing them out now!”

Shintaro swallowed heavily, taking a deep breath, as Kido pulled a very small present out of her pocket. It bore a bow disproportionately large to its own size, and had a name tag with “ENE” scratched across it - it seemed to have been written in a non-dominant, to obscure the identity of the owner. Smart.

“This one’s for you, Ene.”

Kido sat down in front of the laptop, beginning to unwrap the present in full view of the webcam as Ene pressed her hands up against the screen, bouncing up and down with unbridled joy, squeaking, “Come on, come on, faster!”

There was a memory stick inside the layers of paper, which Kido plugged in after a minor fumble with the USB port (turning her cheeks a hot red). The memory drive was opened, and a shrill scream of delight poured from the speakers as a series of folders flashed across the screen and Ene went racing through the data.

The moment was jubilant if short, with Ene’s array of laughter ending with a contented sigh, and she lay on her back as she flicked through folder after folder of assorted webisodes, radio shows and blatantly pirated movies, and he noticed as her hand lingered over an icon that read “Godfather 2”, before she hastily sped it away with the rest. She made a gentle ringing sound, almost like a bell, before she let out a holler of “Thank you for my present, my mystery giver~!”, sizing herself up on the computer screen and smacking her lips together just once in a playful kiss.

The receiving end of Ene had somehow given the circle a new thrum of excitement, and one by one the presents were slowly opened; from Marry giving out a happy chime of excitement at a fluffy sheep plushie, Hibiya with a look of confusion at being given a kokeshi doll, and Momo reeling in delight at an assortment of red bean flavoured treats, the uncomfortable tension Shintaro felt began to ease slightly, enough at least to push him back on alert when Kido announced, “Kano, it’s your turn.”

The black-hooded boy rose out of his seat and skirted eagerly across the room, flexing his fingers outwards as he almost pranced, a husky giggle passing his lips as he gave the Dan Leader a wink and a smile before taking the small box out of her hands.

Shintaro tensed as the younger shook it about, and he swallowed the lump in his throat at a rather condescending “Ah, couldn’t be bothered to wrap it~? But wrapping is part of what makes the entire spirit of Christmas!”, followed by a “Glk-!” as Kido thwapped at him from behind.

He didn’t even bother walking back to his seat, and he gave the Dan a clockwise scan, and he could swear that his eyes lingered for just a second on him, before his grin widened and he threw the lid of the box off rather dramatically, blinking for a few seconds and peering inside.

The smile faltered for a moment as he appeared to actually (scrutinize?) take in the object, and he carefully poked two fingers within the box, withdrawing a small, palm-sized statue of a nine-tailed Kitsune. A tag hung curiously around its shoulder, and Kano flipped it around, his eyes widening a little more in surprise as the hefty scrawl read “zenko”, the underline beneath the word defined by the overlapping force of the pen.

Marry and Momo lifted themselves in a chorus of curiosity, whilst he heard Konoha mutter beside him “Is that marshmallow?”, and Kano let out a bark of laughter, throwing the small statue between his hands, before holding it up in some sort of triumphant pose.

“My my! What a pretty thing! However, I don’t collect ornaments~ Better luck next year, my Secret Santa!” And with a start he plopped it down onto the couch beside him rather carelessly, before seating himself next to it haphazardly. The hollow statue bounced slightly from the impact and rolled to rest against his thigh, but he seemed to ignore it’s presence, giving a wave of his hand to signal the circle to continue.

The Dan seemed to completely gloss over his rather mean summary of his secret santa, wheeling it away with comments of, “Kano, just appreciate it!” and “Ah, seriously…?” before the chatter turned to Seto as his present was given to him.

And that was it; nobody noticed the way Shintaro had gone quiet, clutching his stomach as if he were ill, face completely pale, as if his uncomfortable farce was being played just a little too overdramatically.

Not even when it came to his own turn, last in the circle for his tardiness, hands numb to the pack of lukewarm discount soda cans placed in his hands, ears aching with Kano’s echoes of “How disposable! Two and two go in hand, right? I kidd, I kidd!”, backed up by playful laughter and plastic shouts of dismay, unresponsive to the gentle knocking on his shoulder.

And only finally when he was forced to look up, with cold hands pressed to his cheeks and an even colder pit spitting ice throughout his stomach, eyes were met with the coldest disgust he had ever seen.

“Kisaragi~? What’s wrong? Speak up, boy! Speak up!”

i was given your assignment as a last minute thing because of a drop out circumstance, which is why i’m actually in the process of making a second half to complete it!! i felt really bad leaving it on such an angsty note so i’m gonna go ahead and write something a little happier to complete this!! <33

#garry.txt #garry writes #kagerou project #kagepro #kanoshin

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