It was December 7th, the time was exactly 12:00. Geto sat in front of you with a soft look in his eyes, watching you fondly as you blew the candles to your birthday cake.

"Happy birthday, Satoru."

After you finished cutting the cake and ate one piece, there was some cream under your lips. Geto slowly moved closer to you, his fingers gently brushing against your hair.

"You're covered in cream..."

Geto moved even closer to you as his breath was hitting your lips. Soon he connected your lips together to a sweet and passionate kiss, his tongue making it's way into your mouth as he pressed himself closer to you.