birthday ! (hanmasaki)

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BRO I LITERAL FORGOT THE SHIP NAME FOR THESE BOTH, AND IDRK OF THIS IS THE RIGHT ONE xdd
hanma x kisaki
Also ik today is not saki's birthday
Kisatake best friends au
SMUT<33 AND FLUFF<33
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"ahhhh.. saki's birthday is tomorrow.. what do i do for him??" hanma mumbled as he tried his best thinking a great present for his.. close friend. "ugh" hanma groaned, throwing his head back. "I'll just call takemichi" hanma spoke as he took his phone out and called takemichi.

"hey?" there came a voice across the phone. "I need your help, takemichi!!" hanma called out. "with?" takemichi spoke. "y'know. It's kisaki's birthday.. and uhm. I dunno what to give him" hanma spoke, sweating. "don't worry, I got ya" takemichi spoke, which made hanma sigh out of relief.

"what" hanma spoke. "ya. he just uhmm.. is indeed-" "horny? yes. I didn't knew he'd be desperate.." hanma spoke. "anyways recommend anything else, it might be someone other specific person" hanma spoke. "trying doesn't hurts, right??" takemichi spoke, trying to convince hanma. "hm" hanma spoke before he cutted the call, calling kisaki.

"hi" kisaki spoke, pretty annoyed. "can you come over to my house for a few days?" hanma spoke. "whatever" kisaki replied as he cutted the call.

"what do you mean 'few days'? my birthday is literally tomorrow" kisaki mumbled, with a tone of sorrow. "might as well pack a few clothes now" kisaki spoke.

"aaaah.. I don't know another nice one to keep.." kisaki talked to himself, irritated. Just then, a message appeared.

(kisaki's phone)

you have a new notification !
message from: hanma ♡
tap to see the message !

"ugh I gotta remove the heart for a while" kisaki spoke as he clicked the notification.

hanma ♡: come over today till hmm.. you decide !! :)

'saki<3: I am staying for a week, don't care what you say

hanma ♡: eeee!! >< am excited, I'll pick you up?

'saki<3: no need to trouble yourself.

hanma ♡: I am filling the oil in the bike rn so let me know when you want me to pick you up!!

'saki<3: I just said no need to-

kisaki sighed, as he looked at the time. "first of all. I gotta get rid of this" kisaki spoke as he irritating-ly saw his own buldge, appearing clear enough on his pants.

"awh man kisaki still didn't messaged me!!" hanma spoke. Just as he said so, he received a notification as well.

'saki<3: where are you?

hanma ♡ is typing....
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hanma ♡: are you taking a bath? I can hear the shower-

'saki<3: do you want me to die? I am using an electronic whilst bathing.

hanma ♡: oh! sorry. can I break in and wait on the couch??

'saki<3: fuck no, wait I am changing right now

hanma ♡: I can hear shuffling;) you done putting your pants on??

"hi" kisaki spoke, whilst hanma stared at him in awe. "does the outfit not look good?" Kisaki spoke. "nah you look cute as fuck. get on" hanma spoke.

"hanma?" Kisaki called out. "yeah?" hanma replied. "uhm, what day is tomorrow?" kisaki asked. "saturday??" hanma replied. "no like.. a day??" 'A special day, that's what i'd call tomorrow' hanma thought. "uhhh I don't remember, I probably forgot cause it was something useless" hanma spoke. "u-useless?" kisaki mumbled. 'fuck. I hate him, but why does it hurt so bad when he views me like this.. does he feel the same when I always treat him like shit?' kisaki thought. "here !" hanma spoke as he got off the bike. "welcome homeee" hanma spoke, whilst kisaki chuckled. "you planning to stay awake tonight?!" hanma asked. "eh, if you are.. then sure. I guess" kisaki spoke.

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