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₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡ your boyfriend doesn't celebrate his birthday
Rin never talked about his birthday.
Not because he was trying to keep it a secret.
He just didn't care.
Birthdays meant attention. Messages from people he barely spoke to. Pointless celebrations. A reminder that another year had passed and he still wasn't where he wanted to be.
So he ignored them.
Every year after Sae came back from Spain.
And because Rin never brought it up, nobody else did either.
Well.
Almost nobody.
You found out by accident.
You were sitting beside him on the couch one afternoon while he was scrolling through something on his phone.
You weren't paying attention at first.
Then a date caught your eye.
You blinked.
Wait.
You leaned closer.
“Rin.”
“Hm.”
“Is this your birthday?”
He looked down at the screen.
“…Yeah.”
You stared at him.
“So that means your birthday is next week.”
“Okay.”
“Rin, next week.”
“I heard you.”
“And you weren't going to tell me?”
Rin looked genuinely confused.
“Why would I?”
You opened your mouth.
Closed it.
Opened it again.
“Because that's a normal thing people tell their girlfriend.”
He shrugged.
“Didn't think it mattered.”
You narrowed your eyes.
The conversation should have ended there.
It didn't.
Because for the next week, the fact that Rin apparently intended to spend his birthday pretending it didn't exist bothered you more than it should have.
The night before his birthday, you texted him.
Don't make plans tomorrow.
A reply arrived thirty seconds later.
Why?
Because I said so.
No.
Yes.
No.
It's your birthday.
Three dots appeared.
Disappeared.
Appeared again.
You remembered?
The message made your heart squeeze.
Not because of what he said.
But because of how he said it.
As though he genuinely hadn't expected anyone to.
Of course I remembered, idiot.
There was a long pause.
Then:
Fine.
You smiled.
Victory.
The next morning, Rin woke up to twenty-three unread messages.
Most were from teammates.
Some were from people he barely knew.
One was from you.
It was simply a picture of a badly edited birthday hat pasted onto his head.
Below it read:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LICKY RIN 🎉🥹🥹
Rin stared at it.
Then immediately saved the image.
Not that he would ever tell you that.
By noon, you were standing outside his apartment carrying two bags and looking entirely too pleased with yourself.
The second he opened the door, you grinned.
“Birthday boy.”
Rin immediately looked annoyed.
“Don't call me that.”
“Birthday boy.”
“No.”
“Birthday boy.”
“I'm closing the door.”
You slipped inside before he could.
“Too slow.”
Rin sighed.
“This is exactly why I don't celebrate.”
“You don't celebrate because you're allergic to joy.”
“I'm not allergic to joy.”
“You looked offended when a puppy approached you once.”
“It was staring at me.”
“It was a puppy.”
“It knew what it was doing.”
You laughed so hard you nearly dropped one of the bags.
Rin hated how hearing that laugh instantly improved his mood.
Unlike what he expected, there weren't decorations covering every wall.
No surprise party.
No crowd.
No loud music.
Just you.
You had brought lunch from his favorite restaurant.
A small cake.
And a movie you'd been trying to convince him to watch for weeks.
“You planned all this?”
You looked up.
“Obviously.”
“Why?”
You stared at him like he'd asked the dumbest question imaginable.
“Because it's your birthday.”
Rin looked away.
“…That's not really an answer.”
“Sure it is.”
“No.”
You sat down across from him.
For a second, your expression softened.
“Rin.”
He looked back at you.
“You spend every day working harder than everyone else.”
You continued quietly.
“You don't really let people take care of you.”
His jaw tightened.
“You don't have to make that face. You know it's true.”
He didn't argue.
Because it was.
“You deserve at least one nice day,” you said. “That's all.”
Something uncomfortable settled in his chest.
Not bad.
Just unfamiliar.
Rin wasn't used to people doing things for him simply because they wanted to.
Without expecting something back.
Without asking for anything.
You just wanted him to have a good day.
The realization made it difficult to look at you for too long.
The afternoon passed surprisingly quickly.
You ate together.
Argued over movies.
Played a game that ended with you accusing him of cheating.
“I literally followed the rules.”
“No normal person wins by that much.”
“Sounds like a skill issue.”
“I hate you.”
“You love me.”
“...Unfortunately.”
A tiny smile appeared on Rin's face.
You pointed at him dramatically.
“There.”
“What?”
“You smiled."
“No, I didn't.”
“You did.”
“I didn't.”
“You absolutely did.”
“Prove it.”
You gasped.
“Wow.”
“What?”
“You're getting sassy in your old age.”
“I'm twenty.”
“Ancient, your turning into unc.”
Rin ended up throwing a pillow at your face.
By evening, only the cake remained.
A single candle flickered on top.
Rin stared at it.
“No.”
You crossed your arms.
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“It's embarrassing.”
“It's one candle.”
“It's stupid.”
“It's literally tradition.”
“I don't care about tradition.”
You pushed the cake closer.
“Blow out the candle.”
Rin looked at you.
You looked right back.
Neither of you moved.
Several seconds passed.
Then a full minute.
Finally, Rin sighed.
“This is ridiculous.”
And blew out the candle.
You immediately started cheering.
Rin regretted everything.
Later, after the cake had been eaten and the dishes had been cleaned, you handed him a small wrapped box.
“You got me a gift too?”
You looked offended.
“Obviously.”
Rin carefully opened it.
Inside was a photo frame.
For a second, he frowned.
Then he looked closer.
It was a picture of the two of you.
Taken months ago.
You were both laughing.
Actually laughing.
Even Rin.
A rare sight.
He remembered that day.
The weather.
The stupid joke you'd made.
The way his stomach had hurt from laughing harder than he meant to.
For several moments, he said nothing.
You shifted nervously.
“If you don't like it, I can get something else—“
“I like it.”
Your voice stopped.
“Oh.”
Rin ran his thumb across the edge of the frame.
A simple gift.
Yet somehow it felt more valuable than anything expensive you could have bought.
Because it captured something he rarely allowed himself to have.
Peace.
Happiness.
A memory he didn't want to lose.
“...Thank you.”
Your eyes widened.
Then widened even more.
“Did you just say thank you? Willingly?”
Rin rolled his eyes.
“Don't start.”
“That was once in a blue moon,” you said. “I'm framing this moment.”
“You literally can't.”
“Watch me.”
The sun had long since set when you finally stood to leave.
You grabbed your bag.
“Well.”
Rin walked you to the door.
“Well.”
You smiled.
“Happy birthday, Rin.”
Something warm settled in his chest again.
The same feeling he'd been ignoring all day.
The feeling that maybe this day had mattered more than he wanted to admit.
Because it wasn't really about celebrating his birthday.
It was about being with you.
About someone remembering.
Someone caring.
Someone choosing to spend their entire day making him smile, even if he'd deny smiling until his dying breath.
Before you could leave, Rin reached for your wrist.
You blinked.
“Hm?”
For a moment, he hesitated.
Then he leaned down and pressed a kiss against your forehead.
Soft.
Brief.
But sincere.
When he pulled back, your face was completely red.
Rin almost smiled.
Almost.
“Thanks,” he said quietly.
Your expression softened.
And suddenly every hour you’d spent planning the day felt worth it.
“You're welcome.”
As you walked away, Rin closed the door and looked toward the photo frame sitting on the table.
For the first time in years, he didn't think celebrating his birthday had been a waste of a day.
And for the first time in years, he found himself wondering what next year's would be like.
As long as you were there, he thought, he probably wouldn't mind celebrating it.
bro i wanna change my theme and make a new intro(which i have no idea on how i want to do it) SO bad but i need to stick to one thinguhh
ALSO happy pride month guys!! be who you areee for your pride🥹
