“(Y/n), what are you doing?” Your eyes flicked from the bowl in your hands taking in the bed raggled form that was Kuroiro; it had been a spur the moment decision to let him spend the night but now you were glad. It was Sunday and even though you were currently dying for some sleep you couldn’t help but pull find yourself in the kitchen.
“I’m making a birthday cake for Mineta.” You said matter of factly not really liking the fact that you were making one in the first place.
Pouring the batter into a pan you quickly turned to making the frosting.
“Eh!? I thought you hated the little bastard.” He cried all remnants of sleep leaving him as he sat on one of your barstools.
“I don’t hate him, I’m just not…..fond of him; I may hate the fact that he’s a perv and that he’s always after the girls but I’m not that much of an asshole to purposefully forget his birthday.” The mixture in your bowl slowly starts taking form as you shoot your eyes back up to Kuroiro.
“You’re really a nice person you know that babe.” The white of his teeth was a huge contrast against his face as he smiled.
“Hng! I am not! It’s just…I’m only…just shush it.” The heat in your cheeks made you look away; he new exactly how to push you buttons.
“Awe, don’t pout; I like seeing you blush.” He grinned wrapping his arms around your middle; his fluffy white hair tickling you as he nuzzled against your neck.
“Mostly when we’re in bed.” He giggled as you wipped around face red with embarrassment only to find that he had already faded through the shadow of your kitchen. A giggly ‘I love you’ was all that you were left with.
NEXT MORNING
“(Y/n), I NEVER KNEW YOU LOVED ME!!!!!!!!” Mineta exlaimed launching himself; at you (a horror nobody should go through) only to have a dark hand latch onto his head from a nearby shadow.
A giggle nearly escaped you as you looked at the foreboding figure of Kuroiro as he lifted Mineta to his face.
“Don’t even think about it,” he growled moving away from the shadow as the rest of class 1-b joined yours.
“We came for the party, we hope we’re not imposing.” Kendou smiled her hands full a snacks.
“The more the marier.” You and the other cheared.
Yeah Mineta might be a perverted little grape boy but he was still part of 1-a and 1-a did what they could for one another. Even bake a cake on a Sunday night.
Ugh I almost didn’t post this but as much as I dislike Mineta it seemed wrong to just ignore his bday.
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