[In contrast, Hiiro immediately bounces back to cheerfulness, no sense of embarrassment left at being caught. He hangs the last of the decoration quickly before he grabs Mayoi's hand in his, gesturing to the sign.]
Happy Birthday, Tatsumi-senpai! Thank you for being born.
[ Ah, this celebration is already so them, Mayoi awkward and anxious and Hiiro earnestly going all-in on the concept.
There is a flicker to Tatsumi's expression when Hiiro offers that particular phrasing of his birthday wishes, a slight waver born of joy that shines so intently it burns. But in the end it's genuine delight and affection that fuels his smile. Tatsumi strides forward and sets the breakfast platter on the attic table. ]
Thank you, Hiiro-san. And you as well, Mayoi-san. You must have worked hard to get all of this together.
[Ah... it seems that their efforts have been recieved well. Mayoi relaxes his shoulders, feeling relief. It's not like he thought Tatsumi would be upset, but, there has been so much going on, so much to be worried and upset over, that he wondered if such an thing might feel tactless.]
[Mayoi's own smile grows and he holds his hands gently in front of him.]
We are both blessed to have you, as well. Happy Birthday, Tatsumi-san.
[After a moment, Mayoi fidgets a bit with a loose piece of hair, turning to Hiiro.]
[That means he has to let go of his hand. He should do that, so he does. Still, if Mayoi was going to get the cake, Hiiro and Tatsumi would just end up waiting quietly and talking.
They can't hand him his presents until all three of them are here.]
Then I'll wait here with Tatsumi-senpai.
[At this, he turns to Tatsumi and bounds over to pull him into his signature hug. The same way he always does, with Aira or Mayoi.]
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[In contrast, Hiiro immediately bounces back to cheerfulness, no sense of embarrassment left at being caught. He hangs the last of the decoration quickly before he grabs Mayoi's hand in his, gesturing to the sign.]
Happy Birthday, Tatsumi-senpai! Thank you for being born.
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There is a flicker to Tatsumi's expression when Hiiro offers that particular phrasing of his birthday wishes, a slight waver born of joy that shines so intently it burns. But in the end it's genuine delight and affection that fuels his smile. Tatsumi strides forward and sets the breakfast platter on the attic table. ]
Thank you, Hiiro-san. And you as well, Mayoi-san. You must have worked hard to get all of this together.
[ And all of it for him, at that. ]
I really am blessed to have you both as friends.
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[Mayoi's own smile grows and he holds his hands gently in front of him.]
We are both blessed to have you, as well. Happy Birthday, Tatsumi-san.
[After a moment, Mayoi fidgets a bit with a loose piece of hair, turning to Hiiro.]
I'll go and fetch the cake.
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[That means he has to let go of his hand. He should do that, so he does. Still, if Mayoi was going to get the cake, Hiiro and Tatsumi would just end up waiting quietly and talking.
They can't hand him his presents until all three of them are here.]
Then I'll wait here with Tatsumi-senpai.
[At this, he turns to Tatsumi and bounds over to pull him into his signature hug. The same way he always does, with Aira or Mayoi.]