Gifts
Baritone x Birthday!Reader
Fandom: Suite Pretty Cure♪
Fanfic Type: Oneshot
Reader: Gender neutral, though kinda more on the feminine side???
Relationship: Romantic
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1.4k
Synopsis: Baritone spoils you for your birthday.
Warnings: Kinda cringe
Requested By: @shinysparklesapphires
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The last time you remember your birthday being a big event was when you were still in school. Your classmates were invited, everyone brought presents, and you all had a fun time playing games and eating cake. Since then, adult life has turned your birthdays into an underwhelming, repetitive affair. You assumed that was the way it was supposed to be. Adults don’t celebrate birthdays that much, right? Still, you had begun to miss the excitement of waking up knowing there was a day of celebration planned completely around you.
This birthday, however, had a special addition. Absent from all your other ones, but was eager to make his presence into tradition. Your boyfriend, Baritone.
The moment he realized your birthday was coming up, his pride and smugness was amplified by dozens. He vowed to do something special, to break the cycle of dull birthdays that had formed over the past years.
He didn’t tell you what you’d be doing. Of course he didn’t. You hardly expected him to. So now, you walked about your room, preparing yourself for whatever he had planned.
It felt nice to have an excuse to dress yourself to the nines. The outfit you wore was bold— something you’ve been dying to wear for ages, but never had the chance to. The feeling of finally seeing all the components out from your closet, and on your body, was nearly overwhelming. It wasn’t the occasional feeling of disappointment when an outfit doesn’t look as good on you as you thought it would in your head. You admit— you looked amazing. It felt odd, considering the outfit wasn’t even formal. Just a few levels above what you normally wear. You were glad Baritone insisted on wearing something you really liked.
A knock at your front door pulled you out of your moment of self-admiration. Knowing exactly who it was, you dashed to answer it.
“Baritone-“ You began as you opened the door. Though, you paused when your eyes met with flowers instead of your boyfriend’s face.
“Happy birthday, my dear.” Baritone greeted with an overly suave voice.
You forced your eyes from rolling— choosing to appreciate his gesture instead. “Aww, thank you! How did you know these are my favorite flowers?” You asked, taking the bouquet from his hands.
His attitude shifted into disappointment at your question. “You underestimate how much I remember about you.” He sighed, acting hurt.
It was then you allowed yourself to roll your eyes. You chose to ignore his little dramatic moment. “Well, again, thank you. Let me put these inside, then we can get going.”
~~~~
Baritone assured you that the flowers were only the first gift out of many. You felt a bit conflicted by that promise. On one hand, you were excited to receive presents— anyone would be. But on the other hand, you had no clue what kind of things to expect from him on your birthday. His attitude towards the day already seemed over the top. So you were nervous as to what he’d surprise you with.
You didn’t have much time to ponder the idea, however. Your first destination turned out to be very close to your home. It was the Lucky Spoon; a bakery owned by the Minamino family.
Baritone took you to the outdoor eating area, leading you to a table with an umbrella, and two chairs. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.” He ordered, letting go of your hand, and making his way inside the building.
As you waited, you happily breathed in the sweet aroma. It was faint, being outside of the bakery. Yet it was still pleasant. It paired well with the nice, warm weather— which you were glad to have on your birthday. You honestly had no clue what the plan would’ve been otherwise.
“I’m back.” Baritone called out to you. He carried a small cake box in his hand.
Taking his seat across from you, he set the box down. “I ordered this for you. Go on, open it.” He hurried you.
“Okay, okay.” You chuckled, following his command.
Inside the box was— as you had guessed— a birthday cake. It was on the smaller side, perfect for just the two of you. Yet despite its size, it was extremely impressive to look at. It was expertly frosted in your favorite color, with dollops and candy decorations meticulously arranged around the edge. In the center of the top read “Happy Birthday (name)” in cursive.
“Wow.” You marveled at the dessert. “This is definitely the fanciest birthday cake I’ve ever had.”
“I don’t doubt it.” Baritone responded, wearing the proudest grin on his face.
“Thank you, sweetie.” You leaned across the table to give him a quick kiss.
He chuckled. “If you’re going to thank me after everything I do today, you’ll be saying it a lot. Though, don’t let that stop you.” He said smugly.
You breathed out a laugh. “Okay. Now, let’s cut this cake.”
~~~~
After the cake was eaten, the two of you continued your journey together. You walked down a familiar path— one covered by trees. It was often used as a way to run away and hide from Baritone’s friends when they were being third wheels. The trees provided a nice shade, with streaks of light peaking through— creating a pretty atmosphere.
You eventually came upon the bench you normally sat on, and Baritone led you to have a seat. He took his place next to you a moment later, now sitting shoulder to shoulder with you.
“Here’s your next gift.” He announced, pulling a small, flat box out of his cloak. It was simple, tied with a shiny ribbon.
“Thank you.” You said, gently taking it from his hands. You then pulled at the ribbon, untying it. The bow was so pretty, it made you feel a bit guilty to ruin it.
The top was lifted off, revealing its contents. You paused, staring at the two shiny gold chains inside. They were necklaces, and they appeared to be matching. While you were no expert, you could still tell that the gold was definitely not fake. How Baritone was able to afford real gold jewelry, you had no idea. But what really caught your attention were the charms on the necklaces. One of them had a “B” on it, while the other one had the first letter of your name.
“Oh wow…” You breathed. “Baritone, these are beautiful…”
“I know. I had these made in Major Land.” While his answer was still definitely smug, it had a gentleness to it. “And I’m sure you already put this together, but they’re for both of us.”
He lifted the necklace with his initial on it out of the box, and undid the clasp. He scooted closer to you, signaling for you to lower your head. You did, and he wrapped the chain around your neck, securing it in the back.
Without speaking, you did the same thing for Baritone. You smiled when he lifted his long hair so it wouldn’t get in the way.
The two of you took a few moments to stare at each other’s necklaces, all while holding the charm of your own between your fingers.
“I know I’ve already said this a million times, but thank you, Baritone. This is so sweet.” You smiled.
Taking his face into your hands, you placed a kiss onto his lips. It was long and loving, representing the gratitude you felt for him. He reciprocated, placing his hands on top of yours.
“These were actually supposed to be the last gift,” Baritone admitted after the two of you pulled away. “But I just couldn’t wait any longer.”
You chuckled. “Of course. You were always impatient.”
“Don’t ruin the moment…” He complained, lowering his voice.
“Okay, okay, sorry.”
Baritone huffed. “Well, we should get going.” He stood up, and offered his hand to you. “The rest of your presents are with Bassdrum and Falsetto, and I don’t exactly trust them with them.”
You took his hand with a laugh. “Then I guess we better hurry.” Playfully, you clung to his arm as you began walking again.
With each step, your necklaces swayed back and forth. Each motion, a reminder of Baritone’s adoration. Feeling the cold metal hitting your skin made a smile spread across your face.
~~~~
As you can imagine, you were spoiled absolutely rotten by your loving boyfriend. Each opened box came with a proud grin from him— a look showing how much he knew how happy he was making you. And he wasn’t wrong.
The joy of birthdays was something you thought you left behind in your childhood. But Baritone brought it back in full swing. The day was filled with fun and surprises. He made you feel special, loved, and like you were the center of the universe. And to him, you are. And that fact will forever be remembered by the jewelry you both wear around your necks.
Dividers by @agsthv
~~baileypie-writes