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" Earned relief. "

Shigaraki Tomura x GN!Reader

Type: One-shot, Smut.

Summary: Shigaraki's lover died 2 months prior to this. He needs to relieve his stress. The only one he thought about was his best friend, Y/N.

Word count: 3,388 words.

It was a quarter past two on a July night. Shigaraki lit up one more cigarette, trying to think of something else. He smocked heavily the little creation. He was troubled and the tears were pouring from his red orbs. He needed a stress reliever as soon as possible. He felt blue, like he had been for the past few weeks, the momeries of them back in his mind. He lost them. He had messed up. He promised years ago, when he was a kid, to protect them whatever the cost was. But he failed that two months ago, and he lost them in a fight with Pro Heroes.

He was no one anymore.

He had broken a promise to the person he had most feelings to.

He lost the only one who could help his scratching habit, the one who held him up as he was suffering from anxiety and he craved such attention that he received from them.

Sure, he was no good with feelings. Shigaraki had trouble acknowledging them and understanding them. It wasn't something he was taught at all and he always had winged it until he met them.

He was guilty. He knew well he was dangerous for them and still decided to listen to his heart. His heart like a fireball as he confessed to them, the 19th July 20xx. They surprisingly returned the feelings he had, resulting in a close competition of their mouths for that matter. They were everything to him, sure they had flaws, and sometimes the both of them would fight, just like any other couple, and he loved that dearly. They were badass, a shining star upon the crowd. Their quirk, Nicotine, would create diseases to any other they'd blow onto. They were the 'emo duo' as Toga used to say. These thoughts brought a scattered smile upon his face. His tears dropped to his mattress, his heart was aching endlessly.

He felt at ease with them and peaceful. His crimson vessels steamed up when they'd kiss, touch, or share moments together.

His precious sensitive heart was now shattered in a million pieces.

His world, all gone.

He needed the same thing they had, he was craving to be loved for, he was addicted to that anyway. The feelings of being the center of the world at night in his singular bed were everything. They made him feel comfortable with a lot of things and reassured him that he was as loveable as anyone. He grinned painfully. The thoughts weren't all that wrong. His past lover sure did not lie to him, and he believed he was still loveable after all. If Laios said it, then it sure was true. They were always right. He sipped down the last drop of vodka he saved last night, in fact there were bottles of wine and beer scattered everywhere in his room, that added to the sad and grief factor he grew with time. This had been his routine lately, crying endlessly about Laios.

He had enough of that heartache. He wondered why he always suffered in his life at some point - no matter the joy of the moment.

His thumb erased the tears off his face. He needed a stress reliever. And he knew oh so well who to call for that.

Y/N.

Laios told him that if something ever happened, he had to call Y/N. No matter the situation or what he needed. This may seem rather extreme to want what he wanted from Y/N, but that's all he wanted at the moment and he knew Y/N would understand.

Well, he hoped.

He ruffled his hand in his hair. It was such a mess that his fingers were jammed in his blue locks. He stood up from his mattress. He was determined to get what he wanted from Y/N. He looked around his room, took his last condoms and stuffed them into his pants' pockets. He huffed. "Laios would hate me for this, but it feels like a need at the moment." He put on one of his many coats that Laios gave him, he was spoiled by his dead lover, and he loved all of it. Several of his coats were ripped by now, but he wouldn't give them away because of the memories they bring to him.

He managed to get through the clutter that was his room while kicking a few bottles over, the sound of glass hitting the ground and rolling echoing in the chamber. He went out the LOV base without disturbing anyone, as much as he could. He may have been a villian, he deeply cared for his teammates. They were his family after all. And just like that, he headed to Y/N's apparemment in a small district in a nearby town.

Y/N was his childhood best friend, almost like he knew them for a long lifetime. Unfortunately, they were a new gangster in "The Firm", an agency where quirkless people have a chance to gain fighting skills and be treated equally. Nonetheless, their friendship was still possible as they hid it oh so well, and they had a strong bond ; nothing could separate them. That's why Y/N lived so far from the town LOV had settled in and yet still gave Shigaraki the address.

Now that he thinks about it, it's quite funny how a quirkless person would be his friend. His quirk wasn't even intimidating the feeble human, and they were okay with being around him no matter what, Y/N even knew about Shigaraki's incident with his family and still decided to stay. It could be because Y/N was as destroyed and torn as Shigaraki was, in some way. Y/N wasn't the family's favorite, they were the eldest and their parents pressured them to take care of the household and of their siblings, and if Y/N didn't do as told : punition. Corporal punition.

And this wasn't all. The expectations put on their shoulders were too much for them. They ran away when they got in middle school. They had nobody but Y/N was a smart one. They managed to make money from odd jobs that they'd cumulate daily.

Shigaraki would lie if he said they weren't strong. He had never seen anyone with their mindset before. They would never give up on their hope as well. "At last, the cherry on top I guess" he laughed a little before coughing briefly. Let's say the alcohol and cigarettes weren't going easy on him and the cold air of the night wasn't helping the overall situation.

He was still under the spell of what he had consumed, soon to be with another, stronger one.

He wandered the streets while thinking about them. He took in his surroundings: it was calm. The moon was in a beautiful crescent, no clouds whatsoever. The stars accompanied the moon, beaming either a yellowish or white hue upon the buildings of town. That was the type of sky Laios adored. He suddenly lost himself, his knees quivered and salty orbs began to form again in his eyes. He fell down on his hinge joints with a loud thud. That was it. Even with all his motivation, all his will, he fell down again.

"Have you seen yourself lately? Get on your feet, big dork." A single tear could make it's way down his cheek as someone he knew very well had their arms around him and lifted him up with ease. He didn't want them to see him in this state. He was never that vulnerable around his best friend. He looked to the side to avoid Y/N's gaze and wipped his tears away with his hands.

"I have, thank you. I own mirrors."

"You do? 'Cause last time I went at your place, you had shirts hanging on your mirror and it was dirty as HELL. Couldn't even see my face. That's how foggy it was!" They said, eyeing him with a suspicious look and crossed arms. He started laughing, how could they be so natural and acting normally around him when he looked like a vagabond. He put his hand on their shoulder, pinky finger up.

"You know just what to say every time."

"Uh-huh, I sure do, I read you like a book. Also, I know damn well what you have in your pockets. Which club are you going to?" They patted his pockets and smirked. Shigaraki stared blankly at them with a flat smile. How could he even explain himself? What he wanted from them was so selfish. The thought of Y/N refusing was just now crossing his mind. Y/N furrowed their brows and started thinking that him not answering was skeptical.

After half a minute of Shigaraki fidgeting with his fingers and his face becoming red unable to pronounce a single word, Y/N got the memo.

"No fucking way. You were out to find me, weren't you?" Their eyes widened, a blush casting over their cheeks as the idea of them having intercourse crossed their mind. Shigaraki started panicking inside, it sounded way worse when they said it. Physically though, he simply nodded rubbing his hands together and creating eye contact with them.

Now was Y/N's turn to panic a little, that was something they had wanted for so long they just couldn't get themselves to confess they'd want that. They thought they were better off single and doing nothing because of their job and stuff. But now they're both 24, both desperate for physical action, both single, both wanting each other. Y/N exhaled deeply, looking at him and a smile appeared on their face.

"I mean we both want that so um, why not? My place I guess?"

Shigaraki's pupils expanded as his dry mouth parted slightly. His mind was racing, he couldn't be this lucky. He nodded slightly and Y/N gently rubbed his back as they walked to their place.

While they wend their way throughout the city, Shigaraki couldn't stop his mind from racing. Now that Y/N had accepted the offer, what will happen? This sure wasn't his first time having intercourse, but with someone so close to him that isn't Laios, that was a first. Would he even be able to let himself relax? What if he started blurting out the most random sentences and Y/N find him weird? Y/N means a lot to him and he didn't want to hurt them or make them uncomfortable at all.

Shigaraki found himself spiraling deeper into a labyrinth of worries and anticipation. Every decision he had made that day replayed in his mind like a broken record. His breath quickened, he knew that street all too well : Y/N's place was near. Suddenly, they gently nudged him.

"I'm aware you want me to forget about Laios, even if it's just one night. I'm, uh, glad? I don't know how to say it another way. At least it's someone you know, and me you get it? Basically it means you trust me that much and that's real sweet of you Shigs. At least you're gonna stop smoking and drinking for now. Your organs can rest a little." They expressed with a small laugh at the end.

Shigaraki just blinked and stared at them, like an empty shell would if it could. His heart felt fuzzy and his mind clouded. What was wrong with him that night? First he thought of Y/N lawfully, then his body seemed to have some form of chemistry happening on its own.

'It's the alcohol and cigs. I fucking knew that stuff would mess me the fuck up.' He speculated, not wanting to admit the obvious.

"You're all I have left, Sweets." He uttered quietly and smiled slightly, patting their back with 4 fingers. This sent Y/N in the same transe he was a minute ago. Their heartbeat fastened, breathing felt difficult as their exhales were sizzling. Sweat managed to drip down their forehead, their core sweltering in forethought. Their hand wobbly made it's way to Shigaraki's wrist, seizing it firmly. "That's enough, Handy man. I'm treating you as my princess tonight." Y/N dragged him inside, fumbling with their keys and tossing them on the ground when they entered. They closed the door and led him to their bedroom. There was no time to waste, Y/N hadn't felt like this in a long time, and this time around, they were going to do something about it.

Y/N pushed Shigaraki on the bed, he sat there in awe. Y/N commanding was new, they followed orders from their boss like an obedient prey usually. Taking a deep breath, they reached for the hem of their shirt, slowly lifting it over their head. The fabric slipped through their fingers, falling to the floor with a soft thud. They caught Shigaraki's gaze, which lingered on them with a mixture of admiration and desire. They both couldn't belive this was happening but they kept going.

Finally, standing in just their lingerie, they felt exposed yet empowered. The room was filled with an electric tension, a silent conversation passing between them. Y/N took a step closer, their heart pounding loudly resonating in their eardrums, as they reached out to intertwine their fingers with Shigaraki's, bridging the space between them. In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in intimacy and trust.

Y/N got on their knees and looked up at Shigaraki with the sweetest smile. They pulled his pants down, revealing his black boxers. Shigaraki let out a shaky breath, his body started to jolt slightly. Y/N noticed and placed their hand on his thigh.

"Relax, love. I'm doing all of this for you, I do not need to have anything in return if that's what you're worried about." They spoke softly.

Shigaraki sighed, he took in a couple deep breaths before letting Y/N know he was ready. Y/N pulled down his boxers to reveal his bare skin. He wasn't particularly big, that would of hurt anyway, but he was indeed veiny and slick. Y/N extended their arm to seize the solidified flesh, then leaned in to taste the raging boner Shigaraki had. They teased the head a little, licking it and dipping their tongue in the slit till they took it in and sucked gently. Shigaraki gave a heavy sigh of relief followed by shallow moans, finally this was happening ans he couldn't believe how nice this felt. They bobbed their head to the best of their ability and their knowledge, it was a bit clumsy but Shigaraki didn't mind it at all. This was even better than what he had in mind.

His dick twitched inside Y/N's mouth, precum dripped. Y/N pulled away and made a funny face at the bitter taste, they didn't expect it to be that bitter honestly. Shigaraki couldn't help but cover his face with one hand in embarrassment of the sounds he made and Y/N's reaction to his body fluids. They stood up, cupped his cheek and gave him a peck on the lips. It was quick but passionate. Y/N didn't even seem disgusted of him in the slightest so he took a deep breath and decided he only had one life.

His four fingers, one up for obvious reasons, made it's way to their neck and pulled Y/N's lips back on his cracked ones. Their lips danced with each other's as Y/N's hands made their way to his chest, lifting it up slightly so they could carress his lean body. They bit his bottom lip tenderly and he parted his mouth. Their tongues met and slid across one another's. Then, Shigaraki took the lead to help Y/N with this. They both fought for dominance and he won, he explored Y/N's mouth entirely and sucked on their tongue before pulling away. They both panted pretty heavily but it was only just starting to get to the part they both wanted oh so dearly.

Shigaraki's other hand made it's way on Y/N's back as he urged them to sit on his lap. Y/N removed his shirt and threw it to the side. Shigaraki's eyes scanned Y/N's body, he sure was lucky to have them as his best friend and now be in their bed. They were breath taking.

He leaned his head into the hollow of Y/N's neck, his steaming exhales sent shivers down their entire body. His lips cupped the tender skin, he left a few kisses before creating small hickeys on their neck and collar bones. His touch was rough judging by the condition of his lips and fingertips, but that didn't seem to botter them at all. His partner for the night let out gracious whimpers and his name danced off their lips. Hearing his name from Y/N was turning him on, it was empowering and conforted him to keep going. His hand that was on their back traveled down to their underwear, his finger hooked the seam and tugged it down. Both of their breaths itched as their arousal built further.

Y/N put their hands on Shigaraki's shoulders, lifting their body upwards. "Are you ready, doll face?" They cooed staring at him with half lidded eyes. He couldn't speak, his mouth was agape and his eyes wider than they ever were. His face felt warmer than before and he nod slowly. Y/N smiled and let themselves down on his dick. They both let out tamed moans. He was stretching their hole, Y/N didn't take notice of how wide he truly was. Their body felt electrified as goosebumps and sweat mixed. Taking in a sharp inhale, Y/N lifted their hips from his by an inch and slammed back down with a groan.

Safe to say, Tomura was dazed. This felt undeniably better than any sex he ever had if he was honest with himself. As Y/N went up and down on him trying to figure out a pace they preferred, he was lost in lustful thoughts. He could get used to Y/N and him having intercourse, it was heavenly. His fingers lingered on Y/N's body, tracing meaningless shapes. Yet, when they found the rhythm he lost it. He gripped their flesh under his four fingers, the pinky up and shaking violently. They were moaning in his ears and he was all for it, his name trailing off their tongue. After a couple more vacillating movements, his dick twitched inside of Y/N. They knew he was soon done, so they engaged in making him feel even better. They bit down his neck, leaving marks and hickeys along the way. Tomura yelped in surprise, tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He came undone seconds later, practically screaming Y/N's name as their hips crashed together.

Y/N kissed him on the lips, caressing his cheeks. Then, they stood up to the best of their ability, Tomura helped them up because their legs were shaking. After some time, Y/N could stand on their own. They threw on his shirt that was laying on the ground and went to the bathroom, getting a cloth. They cleaned the both of them up. Tomura wasn't saying a word, his past lover never did that to him so he didn't know how to react. Y/N looked up and him after finishing the clean up and smiled.

"Are you hungry, baby? I remember you wanted to try some steamed rice with fermented soy beans from that store downtown. I can drive us there if you want."

"I, uhm, I think I'd like that. Are you sure it's okay for you?" Tomura answered, unsure if they were just being nice for the sake of being nice or because they truly wanted to please him.

"Pfft, we just fucked, Tomu. Don't act like I wouldn't take you out to get diner after! Dress up doll." They laughed, a sincere laugh plastered on their features. A toothy grin made it's way on his face. Maybe Y/N could be much more than his best friend after all.

Takeo.

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takeomurasaki · 4 months ago

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Hey takeo! How’s everything? Welcome to Tumblr and to the writing community. I read your post and I was hoping if you could write something for Izuku’s birthday? Maybe reader organizing a surprise party for him without him knowing? (Only if you want to that is)

And I can’t wait to see you grow here! I was once a small writer here (kind of still am) so I get how you feel about being on such a popular platform. And remember: writing’s supposed to be fun, not tiring. Post whatever’s on your mind.

Take care and stay safe!

Hi Moonlight, Thank you so much for the request and the kind welcoming message! I'm really grateful for your kindness and hope you grow even more as a writer 🙏🏻

I adore this idea and hope I could interpret what you had in mind, hope you enjoy this 🩵

" Perfect Birthday for Him 💚 "

Izuku Midoriya x GN!Reader

Type: Romantic, Fluff, One-shot.

Summary: Surprise party for Izuku's birthday.

Word Count : 2005 words

You put your hand on your hip, the other on your forehead. The cake was finally in the oven.

"I can't believe I beat the squad to it! It was exhausting but everything's ready cake wise."

"Could you help me clean now? First you kidnap me from my morning training to bake a fucking cake for Deku and now you won't even clean. Damn extra!" Bakugo screamed-whispered in your ears. It was still early and if the both of you woke the others up, Izuku might wake up, and that's a no-go.

You weren't the best at baking, that was a flaw of yours but you always tried your best at it. That failed this time around, though. You had tried to prepare a cake for Izuku's birthday but you mixed the cake mix with too much olive oil and it was ruined and smelled terrible. Thank God you knew just the right person to help you: Bakugo. He might be a douche, he was the best at baking so you asked him regardless. The blonde wasn't dumb, he saw in your eyes that this cake meant a lot to you, and he sure could see you wanted to impress his childhood friend. Your eyes were shining and a deeper colour than they used to be, your cheeks were tinted red and sweat dripped from your forehead. Your hair was messy from the rush you had been in for the past couple days preparing the perfect birthday for Midoriya.

He found that funny and laughed at your face, but followed through with your plan anyway. He's not a monster, why wouldn't he help his nerdy childhood bestie get game?

"Yeah yeah, I'm coming. You're going to wake them up if you keep speaking so loud Bakugo please.." You sighed in complete despair and closed your eyes. He sure could be a pain in the ass sometimes.

As you were washing the dishes and Bakugo finishing cleaning the countertop, he spoke out of the blue.

"Say professional simp, why'd you stress so much over that birthday party anyway? You know damn well he's gonna enjoy it if it's you preparing it for fuck's sake." He said rather loudly, grinning like a mad man, he REALLY was a pain in the ass today.

"Bakugo I- He- What? Oh my God" you facepalmed, your face so red your ears began to redden too. You gritted your teeth, this guy was gonna ruin the plan it he keeps at it. "Shut the fuck up and don't speak so loud! Get back to cleaning." You got back to cleaning the dishes, furrowing your brows still red faced. You did hope he was right, that Izuku was gonna like it and actually realize you liked him bad, like bad bad !

Let's not forget who Midoriya is, he gets quite oblivious when it comes to love. Random people were hitting on him at least once a month in the most random places ever and he never suspected a thing, he thought they were just being nice.

That made you fall deeper for the green haired boy if you were honest, you found that just so cute. He always was but his oblivion to others' perception of him added to his natural charm.

You could not mess today up, you were a compassionate and thoughtful friend who always went above and beyond to make your loved ones feel special. You have a knack for creating unforgettable moments and ensuring that every detail is perfect when it comes to showing someone how much they mean to you, mostly Izuku.

It was your chance of getting him to be aware of himself and his attractiveness that you admired deeply, too.

Later on, you went to Mr. Aizaiwa. He wasn't your teacher, you were in class 1-C, but he was Midoriyas and he was helping the whole plan happen out of sheer boredom. He was indeed the weirdest teacher you'd ever met.

It was lunch time, the perfect timing to meet him and discuss today's matter. You knocked on the almost empty classroom's door and entered slowly.

Internally you were an absolute mess. Trying to keep your composure wasn't easy as a swarm of butterflies filled your stomach to the brim, the anticipation was overbearing. The party was getting closer.

"Hello Aizaiwa sensei. Do you remember about Izuku's birthday party perchance? Do we have permission?" You managed to smile somewhat normally with sweaty palms.

He looked up from his spot, tucked in his sleeping bag about to fall asleep from the bags under his eyes. "Hello Y/N L/N, I do remember problem child's birthday party... Principal Nezu is okay with the party being held in the dorm's common room. You will have to mark out the things you're using from the school on a paper though so we know what you took. Dismiss now, I'm sleepy, kid." And with that he just fell on the ground and closed his sleeping bag further, till we couldn't see his face.

You did a little happy dance, how could you not? You had everything planned out perfectly. You rushed out of the classroom to prepare the decorations and the organization.

You were by yourself to prepare the room and all. The others were still in class. After class was done everyone has to come here and finish preparing everything with you, excluding Ochaco of course. She was his current best friend and was tasked to keep him occupied for sometime so we could all hide and all. Honestly your excited was making you go faster than you anticipated, your breath was warm as you were going up and down chairs to be tall enough to reach the ceiling and put the All Might banner and balloons you managed to obtain.

You carefully placed the plates and cups, All Might themed of course, on the table. Each plate and cup with a name on it so no one would get mixed up, that also prevented you from forgetting anyone. You prepared the soft and energy drinks you had brought the day before and put them on the table alongside crackers, chips and nerunerune kits. Candy for the sweet guy, you were proud of the connection you had made at the supermarket. You even got to use UA's party things, so you had confetti on the table, on the ground and even found a red carpet to put at the door leading to Midoriya's chair. Oh his chair, you took an extra time on it. It had little All Might stickers on it you brought for this special occasion, an All Might cushion sitting bare seemingly waiting for Izuku to sit down on. You were overjoyed it was so perfect and turned out how you imagined it.

After the bell rang, the others rushed to the dorm and were surprised to see you had done everything. You took the paper hats, All Might themed why wouldn't they be, and ended one to each and everyone. Mina insisted on having colorful streamers, you couldn't disagree it was a great idea for sure, the clean up was going to be a nightmare but that's for later.

You all got in your hiding spots and turned off the lights, Ochako texted you and said she was near with Midoriya. Your heart was racing, your face red. Barely hyperventilating at this point, you brushed your palm against your chest to contain your excitement. The door clicked open.

"Ochako-san? Why is it so dark in there?" Midoriya was intrigued and turned on the light. Seconds after, you all jumped up and screamed happy birthday to the birthday boy. Midoriya was surprised, his eyes wide and sparkling as he scanned the place and everyone in the room. He smiled brightly, showing his pearly white teeth. His cheeks tinted pink at this point. He thanked everyone, one by one, until it was you left. He approached you, he seemed excited from what you could tell.

"My raitō! Everyone told me you planned all this and I could never thank you enough!" He engulfed you in his muscular arms.

Your eyes widened, he had just called you his precious and on top of that he was hugging you. Heat rushed to your whole face and ears. Your pupils dilated, you inhaled his sweet scent that filled your lungs to the brim. You giggled finally hugging him back.

"It was nothing Izu, nothing is enough to compare to you." You admitted, a knot forming in your throat as the words spilled out your mouth. Izuku instantly lifted his head up from the hug and he was scarlet red at this point. He started stuttering and muttering, you couldn't really understand what he was saying so you just laughed. With the courage you had managed to form you gave him a small peck on the cheek and went to Todoroki to get the gifts out of their hiding spots in his room.

Izuku was frozen in place, his chin trembled as he tried to process what just happened. His hand trailed slowly to his cheek and realization hit him straight in the face. He had not studied them enough, that wasn't in his notes.

The time for the gifts came, everyone hurried at the table as Izuku sat down on his custom chair. He was so nervous, that was a lot of attention on him at once and you were still there, sweetly grinning at him. He opened each gift gently as to keep the All Might merched wrapping paper and thanked everyone for their gifts. The last one was yours and he was absolutely thrilled, his palms shaking and his heart racing. He opened the box hidden under the wrapping paper and lifted an eyebrow, the box was empty.

"Is- is this normal Y/N ?" He said scanning the box, flipping it upside down and shaking it.

You were freaking out. Everything was perfect but this. The gift wasn't in the box. Without even thinking, you screamed, terrified and hurried to Todoroki's room, it must still be there. Izuku followed you and motioned the others to stay put in their place.

"Where the fuck is it!? I swear it was just there!" Your eyes scanned every corner of Todoroki's room in desperation. You were moving every single piece of furniture trying to find the gift for Izuku, you rambled on about where it could be and didn't hear it feel Izuku's presence in the room. His brows narrowed and he stepped towards you. He placed his hand on your shoulder stopping you dead in your tracks. You were crying, the frustration was too much for your poor heart and soul to handle.

He opened his arms and smiled at you,

"Y/N please calm down, I don't need a material gift it's all fine I promise. We can have fun with the others and we'll search for the gift after the party how does that sound to you? Is this ok?"

You accepted the embrace, slowly nodded rubbing your eyes. "I guess this is. I'm so sorry Zuku it was meant to be a perfect birthday. I was so focused on you and your birthday party I even forgot to put the gift in the box." You managed to trail out between small whimpers and crys. Izuku gently rubbed your back as you confessed to him, he was happy you trusted him with your emotions. Seeing you vulnerable like this comforted his love for you, if you could break your outer walls down for him, he could do the same for you.

"I understand the struggle, it was the same to me when it was your birthday honestly. You're just so mesmerizing I lost myself for a moment." You looked at him with mouth agape, face redder than it had ever been. He chuckled and pecked your forehead, just as red as you were.

"Your presence and attention towards me and my birthday is the greatest gift you could have given me, Aijin."

Takeo.

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