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[Sorry, Kashuu, Souji isn't giving up so easily. He's used to kicking a serious workaholic out of bed in the mornings, so a bit of crankiness isn't going to deter him even a little bit, no sir.

Letting out a little laugh, he will manfully get in on trying to wrestle Kashuu's blanket away from him, still poking and prodding him whenever possible.]

It's half past seven and the sun is well up. What kind of warrior can't get up early in the morning, huh?

[He may be used to trying to get a serious workaholic out of bed, but is he used to getting an actual five year old out of bed?? Because Kashuu's definitely keeping a death grip on his blanket and kicking like a dang brat...

There may be a little snort of muffled laughter in there somewhere, though. Who isn't ticklish?]

The kind that went to bed super late! [Look, he had a lot of things to do to prepare for this holiday, okay!! It's so cute, he can't risk ruining it... He still needs his usual amount of beauty sleep on top of that, so he quite deserves being able to sleep in until at least 9! He's trying to ball up like a little potato bug with his blanket now.]

Go, go, gimme five more minutes—!

[Most of the time, Souji is the actual five year old, but the kind that is infuriatingly perky and eager in the mornings. So while he might not be used to it, he's totally fine with getting right down on Kashuu's level and kick and wrestle right back at him.

This predictably ends up with him sitting on top of the sword, threatening to pummel him with a pillow and also quite possibly tickle him even more.]

Like I keep telling someone else, it's your own fault if you're up late. [He leans in closer, smiling, and bumps his forehead against Kashuu's.]

Won't you even get up if I say I've got something for you?

[Souji, why. Why do you have to be that kind of five year old!! He's setting up a blanket guard against the potential pillow pummeling and trying to shove him off before he can really find a ticklish spot, because that would just be a catastrophe.]

Is not!! [wow he literally just shaved 555 years off of his age with that one...

He freezes up a little at the forehead bump (he's still a little tetchy about letting even Souji see him before he gets ready for the day, and that is TOO CLOSE--), but... ?!?? A gift?? He pauses mid-defense, eying Souji cautiously like he expects this to be some TRAP LEADING TO TICKLE HELL. That's what he got, isn't it. A one-way ticket to inescapable torture.]

What is it...?

[Souji looks absolutely 100% unrepentant, giggling at how miffed the sword is looking, but at least leaning back a little bit and lowering the pillow. Not that it matters at all! After all, he is a great and fearsome warrior, and won't be caught unawares even by a sulking sword.

...Yeah, they're ridiculous.]

It's a gift for you, of course. This is supposed to be a day for giving people gifts, right?

[Nevermind the context of the day; Souji really doesn't categorize affection like that. Love is love, and it is only really different when it concerns one particular person, so the notion of varying kinds of affection is a bit pointless to him.

Gently ruffling Kashuu's fringe a bit - let's be real, that bed head probably won't get any worse - he offers him a wide, eager smile.]

So, is that a good enough reason to be awake?

[THIS SHIT. Why does he still associate with Souji... Truly a mystery. Once the pillow is lowered, he's at least marginally convinced that death won't be coming for him this morning. The hair ruffle earns him another shove, though... Let him live with the delusion that his hair was actually in a state that could be messed up, and he needs to distract Souji from what's SURELY AN EMBARRASSING EXPRESSION anyway--

But he can't help it, because he's really taken by surprise to hear that. He had prepared gifts of his own, of course, but hoping and expecting for things in return are very different. It's a nice way to wake up... Maybe he can sacrifice a couple hours of extra sleep after all.]

Hey... It's not fair if you get up super early and beat me like that, y'know? I was gonna wait until later, but now you'll just have to get your gift early, too.

[The "so there" is palpable... So is his fluster.]

[Excuse you, Kashuu, what did you say? Did you just say that Souji totally wins this battle? Yeah, that's what he thought. Smiling the sweetest, most placid little smile imaginable - the smugness is almost tangible - he elegantly slips to the side so that he's perched next to Kashuu in bed instead, giving him a chance to sit up.]

That's alright. Oh, I've got tea on in the kitchen too, and I've planned a nice breakfast.

[He leans down, slipping a small box out of the bag and then gently toeing it aside. Beaming as if someone has wired a thousand volts into him and fitted him with an industrial light bulb, he holds the box toward Kashuu with both hands, lowering his his head in a graceful bow.]

It's a small thing compared to our friendship, but I hope you will accept this.

[Inside, Kashuu will find a simple but elegant necklace, complete with the most platonic design imaginable. Look, this is what you get if you look for something cute and red right before Valentine's Day...]

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You're waaay ahead of me, huh?

[He's gonna punch that insufferably smug face one day, okay...

BUT FOR NOW, he just pushes himself upright when Souji shifts away, leaning over to watch as he extracts the box. ?!?? WHAT'S IN IT. He's so curious... And Souji looks so dang pleased about it that there's really no pause at all between being presented with said box and reaching out to take it and--

Oh no, it's cute.

What's up with people giving him cute gifts lately?! He can't handle this!! He also 100% does not care that they're already nyooming off into the land of turboembarrassment; he's too Touched™ for that. The necklace is very carefully removed from its box, and he holds it by the pendant in the palm of one hand, looking it over with a surprised sort of admiration.]

You got this for me...? [For someone who's always yodeling about wanting to be decorated nicely, he sure is useless when it comes to actually receiving nice things.]

[Souji is watching so eagerly as Kashuu opens the box, actually bouncing up and down on the bed in excitement. There is nothing he loves quite so much as surprising his friends and loved ones in nice ways, and Kashuu is the kind of person who more or less cries out to be spoiled - sometimes quite literally. And maybe he is also especially eager to do so, hoping in some way to make up for... a lot of things.

Still, the wide-eyed look on Kashuu's face as he stares at the pendant calms him down a little bit, his smile more serene but no less bright.]

I did. I tried to find something cute enough, but still with the bold red you like so much.

[Souji is happy enough to provide more fuel on their journey to turboembarrassment, so he reaches out an clasps his hands around the wrist of the hand holding the necklace, making a soft little sound.]

Would you like me to help you put it on?

[It sure seems like he knows exactly what to do by way of spoiling, at least...! As the surprise fades, Kashuu seems increasingly delighted by the gift, gently touching the pendant's chain with his free hand. That it's cute is one thing, but what really gets him is that Souji had spend time looking specifically for something that he knew Kashuu might like, from design to color.

He looks up when his wrist is touched, and there's only a second's pause before he nods and holds the necklace out.]

—Yeah, thanks.

[Self-conscious again, he pulls his hair to the side and runs his fingers through it to detangle it while he waits, head dipped just a little so it's easier to clasp the necklace shut.]

[Souji at least seems to barely be aware that Kashuu's hair is a mess and his make-up is off and that he appears to have a red mark on his face after a crease on his pillow. He really does have rather different standards for beauty as a whole, and things like that never registered very much other than possibly targets for light teasing if it's the right person. Souji is however clever enough to realize that Kashuu really isn't a good candidate for that.

Leaning in and gently taking the necklace from Kashuu's hand, he brushes a few lingering strands of hair away before looping the chain around his neck and fastening it. Then he sort of awkwardly angles himself across the sword's lap to get a good look at him, once more bouncing slightly where he sits, he's that pleased.]

It looks really cute on you! I suppose it's no surprise that it's easy to find suitable things for someone so pretty, huh? [Look, he knows flattery will get him everywhere.]

[It seems Souji's good mood is contagious, and even though Kashuu can't shake all of his lingering worry, it's at least enough to allow him to shove all of that onto a backburner for the time being. Especially after those compliments?! SOMEONE HELP HIM he's not designed to survive things like this oh no...

He touches the pendant once it's hanging around his neck and then looks back up, and the smile that follows is positively radiant, even with a pillow crease stamped into his cheek.]

Yeah? D'you think I got a little cuter?

[But he doesn't wait for an answer, instead leaning forward to throw his arms around Souji's neck, burying his face into the crook there.]

Thanks. I really, really love it!

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