Megumi typically paid little attention to birthdays, especially his own. To him, it was merely another day of the week, lacking any special significance, it’s not like he’d magically master his technique or learn a new one.

However, you believed otherwise, and he found himself reluctantly participating in activities such as shopping, a movie night, and now baking a cake for the party you were hosting tomorrow. It was too much, but he appreciated it regardless, not that he’d ever admit it.

As he observed you in the midst of the messy baking process, a light chuckle escaped him. "Do you even know what you're doing?" he asked, gently wiping a smudge of cream off your lips.