birthday blitz
just a fun little 2k jolt of excitement and fun for my dear @notsuchasecret for their birthday
going back to the original Samezuka Trio content here. if you want OG Samezuka Trio, shenanigans, tomfoolery, tentative relationship/friendship anarchy, adult language and not so adult actions, and Seijuurou questioning his life choices then this is the thing for you. if not? that’s cool. dldr and all that jazz :D
happiest of birthdays my dear gremlin
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Ai rolls over and yanks the blankets away from Rin for the third time in as many minutes and Rin reminds himself that he loves Ai and that wrapping him in the damn blankets like a mummy and throwing him out the window is something he really, really probably shouldn’t do. He rolls over and buries his face in Seijuurou’s shoulder and listens as he starts taking deep breaths.
Maybe the throwing Ai out the window thing wouldn’t be so bad? Maybe Seijuurou would go along with it this time?
“Imagine if you could peel your nipples off like a sticker. And replace them with, I dunno. googly eyes.”
“Can you, for one night, not talk like a shitpost from 2012 at one in the morning?”
Ai scoffs. “Can you, for one night, not be a funsucking vampire looking for a snack when I ask you a question?” Ai mocks him.
Seijuurou lets out a sigh so deep it’s almost a growl. “Can you both, for one night, just shut up and let me sleep?”
Rin rolls over and looks at Ai, eyebrows raised and a smile on his face. Ai grins back at him, sharp and sweet like only he can really manage.
“Nope,” they shout in unison as they scramble over and around each other in an attempt to wrap Seijuurou in their blankets and roll him off the bed. Seijuurou lets them for a few seconds before he starts fighting back. Seijuurou grumbles and growls but Rin catches a smile on his face as he throws the blanket off himself and tries to wrap it around Ai.
—
“I. Uh. I have questions.”
Seijuurou barely even looks up from where he’s crouched down tying his shoes. He doesn’t need to look. He already knows the disaster on display in the other room. He’s been blatantly ignoring the disaster for the last three and a half hours. Which is why he called backup. He’s still not entirely sure he chose the correct backup. But he was kind of desperate, okay?
“Don’t,” he says as he finishes tying his shoes. “Just. Don’t.”
“Don’t have questions?” Sugawara asks. “Or don’t ask the questions.”
“Either. Both. Just.” Seijuurou waves his hand towards the other room. “It’s safer for everyone if you just ignore it and get the hell out while you can.”
Sugawara nods. “I roomed with Tanaka and Bokuto one summer. I understand.” Seijuurou grabs his keys and wallet from the jacket he had left them in and shoves them into his pants pocket.
“Okay,” he says, gesturing to the door. “Let’s get out of here.”
Sugawara’s head is tilted to the side like a curious puppy and he’s blinking rapidly and making a quiet, almost distressed noise as he stares into the other room.
“Uh, Mikoshiba?”
“Shit,” he sighs.
“The broccoli is on fire.”
“You mean the oranges, right?”
“No. No, it's definitely broccoli.”
“I’m done. I’m too old for this shit. Let’s go.”
He snags Sugawara’s elbow and pulls him out of the house, determinedly not looking at what he’s leaving behind.
Disaster One and Disaster Two don’t even seem to realize he’s left. He’s not sure if he should be offended or relieved. He loves them. He really does. But some days he wonders just what the hell he was thinking when he agreed to move in with them all those years ago.
Sugawara keeps quiet for the entire walk from the house to the shopping district. Which is nice. It’s one of the reasons he enjoys Sugawara’s company. They can spend most of a day together hanging out and actually spend very little of it talking. It’s especially refreshing on a day like today where he’s spent the last week cooped up with Rin and Ai both because their schedules all managed to align with the same stretch of free time. Which unfortunately aligned with the rainiest, windiest week they’ve seen in months.
“I have one question,” Sugawara says eventually. He’s staring off into the distance when Seijuurou glances up from the display of keychains he’s been poking through. Sugawara’s got the kind of look on his face that makes Seijuurou both curious and mildly uncomfortable because he’s never sure if the look is going to lead to a hilarious story from Sugawara about something one of his many crow friends did once upon a time or if it’s gonna lead to the two of them missing ninety percent of their clothing running away from a swarm of bees.
Again.
“Okay,” he says warily.
“Why was the fact that it was broccoli and not oranges the bigger issue and not the fact that they were on fire in the first place?”
Seijuurou groans softly. “That’s a long story.”
Sugawara shrugs. “I mean. I’ve got all day. Tell me a story and I’ll buy you lunch?”
He doesn’t necessarily want to tell the story. But he’s also not about to pass up free lunch.
“Okay. So.”
—
“Rei. Rei Rei Rei!” Rei looks up just in time to catch Ai as he trips over his own feet and tumbles into Rei’s lap. Ai immediately latches his arms around Rei’s neck and grins at him. “I have to tell you something!”
Ai’s whisper is more of a shout but no one else really pays them much attention. Which has more to do with most everyone else in the room being just as wasted as Ai is than it does them being granted a smidgen of privacy.
“What do you have to tell me?” Rei does his best to keep his voice at a reasonable level. But he’s not totally sober either so he’s only moderately sure of his success.
Ai starts giggling and Rei can’t help but laugh along with him after a moment.
“I just. You have to promise. Okay? You have to promise.”
“Okay. I can do that.” Rei manages to control his laughter. “What am I promising?”
“Not to be upset that I didn’t tell you sooner.”
“Oh. Okay.” Rei nods. “I’m not upset you didn’t tell me sooner.”
Ai snorts and Rei tries really, really hard not to start laughing again.
“I haven’t even told you yet.”
“Oh. You’re right. What do you have to tell me?”
Ai looks around the room with wide eyes. He looks around too but doesn’t see anything out of the ordinary. Rin and Seijuurou are sitting on the couch across from the chair Rei is currently sharing with Ai. Haru, Nagisa, and a couple of Seijuurou’s friends that Rei can’t quite remember the names of are in the kitchen. Momo disappeared down the hallway with Sugawara and Makoto a few minutes ago and Rei has half a second to wonder what, exactly, they’re up to before Ai tightens his arms and catches Rei’s attention.
“I have to tell you.” Ai takes a deep breath and holds Rei’s gaze. “I’m gay.”
Rei blinks a few times as this rolls around in his head.
“Oh. Okay.”
Ai’s jaw drops with a gasp. “That’s it? Just ‘oh okay’? That’s all?”
“I mean. Your first kiss was with Uozumi followed immediately with a second kiss with Minami. Your first date was with Nagisa. Your first wet dream was about Rin and Haru. Every person you’ve ever crushed on or gone out with has been a male. So I kind of am not super surprised?”
Rin lets out a startled noise that has Seijuurou shushing him with a laugh. Rin bats at Seijuurou’s shoulder and leans so far forward he almost falls off the couch.
“Haru was part of that dream?” Rin hisses. “You never told me that he was involved!”
Ai blinks his big blue eyes at Rei and Rei quickly shakes his head. He did not know that Rin didn’t know all the details and he may have accidentally just spilled the news but he wants no other part in this. He’s clearly done enough.
“I trusted you,” Ai whimpers. “I just told you I was gay and you, you, you spill my secrets like this?”
He can hear Rin grumbling in the background as Seijuurou makes comforting noises that Rin grumbles even louder at and he can see the starry watery sheen of Ai’s fathomless eyes and he feels a little bit like he’s about to be pulled underwater by something dangerous and very toothy and just out of sight and he swallows so hard that he’s sure the people in the kitchen can surely hear it. He has a fleeting thought about sharks and blood and something else that’s on the tip of his tongue.
Cool hands land on his shoulders and he jolts, Ai nearly falling off his lap. He tilts his head back even though he already knows who is standing there.
Haru quirks a smile down at him and the fleeting thoughts about sharks and blood are much less fleeting. For all that he’s often characterized as a fish or a dolphin among their friends Haru is more of a fucking shark in the water than any of the Samezuka team have ever been.
“Aiichirou,” Haru says in a quiet, firm voice that has even Rin falling silent, no doubt holding his breath to hear whatever Haru is about to say. “You told the wet dream story to Nagisa. While he had you on speaker when he was in my room with me and Kou. You went into terrifyingly explicit details. I very highly doubt Rei is the one spilling your secrets.”
Ai pouts up at Haru for a few seconds and, once he realizes that Haru isn’t going to crack, he sticks his tongue out and wriggles himself out of Rei’s lap so he can flop on the couch with Rin and Seijuurou.
“Thank you, Haruka,” Rei whispers. Haru smiles sweetly at him and kisses the top of his head softly.
“You’re welcome.”
—
“You need new friends.”
Rin startles a little and looks over curiously. “What?”
“I said that you need new friends.”
“I heard you. But. What the fuck do you mean by that, Takuya?
Uozumi shudders. “First of all. It’s weird when you say my name. You’ve called me that like three times in the decade or so we’ve known each other please don’t. Second of all. I am classifying myself in that category. Get new friends. Please release me from this torture.”
“Torture? I am a delight to be friends with.” Nagisa snickers and Rin smacks him on the back of the head without even looking. “You will never find another friend as great as me shut up, Nagisa.”
Uozumi points at Nagisa like he’s making some grand point of some kind. Rin rolls his eyes because, really? Any point you’re making using Nagisa as an example — good or bad — is kind of a ridiculous point as far as Rin is concerned.
“I didn’t even say anything,” Nagisa protests. “Damn.”
“You didn’t need to. Your face says plenty even when your mouth is shut.”
“Oh yeah?” Nagisa smacks Rin’s shoulder. “What’s it saying now? Huh?”
Uozumi sighs — in a way that is far too dramatic for someone who willingly chooses to spend time with Momotarou of all people — as Rin turns to glare at Nagisa.
“It says you’re just jealous that I’m hot and have two hot boyfriends while you have… whatever it is that you have with your odd looks and strange little squishy cheeks.”
Nagisa’s eyes narrow dangerously and Rin grins in response.
“Your boyfriends are about to become widows,” Nagisa growls. Rin has enough time to jump to his feet and get a few long strides away before Nagisa launches himself at him.
He thinks he hears Uozumi mutter something about new friends again but then Nagisa somehow manages to catch Uozumi’s elbow and then Rin is running for his life as they chase him down the beach.
—
Seijuurou rolls over with a groan when Rin pokes his side.
“Breakfast in bed,” Ai coos. “Just for you.”
“Happy Birthday, old man,” Rin adds.
“Thirty is not old,” Seijuurou grumbles.
“Yeah.” Ai pokes him this time until he opens his eyes and sits up against the headboard. Ai hands him a plate and kisses his forehead. “Thirty isn’t old. You’re right.”
Rin kisses his cheek. “But thirty-one is,” he teases.
Seijuurou’s gonna get him back for that.
Later.
After he eats his breakfast in bed. And maybe takes a nap.
It’s his birthday, after all.
