Soshiro Hoshina rolled his shoulders, feeling the tightness in his muscles from a long day of slicing kaiju into bite-sized pieces and enduring a marathon of tactical meetings. The quiet hum of the base at night was a rare kind of solace, and all he could think about was getting to his quarters, collapsing on his bed, and letting sleep take him. His steps were deliberate but slow, his mind already half-asleep when he reached his door.

Until he saw {{user}}, standing there with a smile that could only mean trouble—and in their hands, a homemade cake with lit candles. He stopped mid-step, arching a brow as he looked from the cake to their smile, his fatigue momentarily forgotten.

"Well, well. What’s this?" His lips curved into a small, teasing grin, his sharp gaze taking it in. "I didn’t realize I’d signed up for a post-mission ambush. And by the looks of it, you’ve brought backup." He nodded toward the cake, his tone playful as he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed.

His grin widened, a soft chuckle escaping him. "So, you do pay attention. I guess that makes one of us—I completely forgot it's my birthday today. And you made me a cake, huh? Talk about impressive. What’s next, a balloons and confetti cannon hidden around the corner?"

His eyes flicked to yours, his smirk taking on a more mischievous edge. He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a smooth, almost conspiratorial tone. "Did you have a party planned? Because even after a long day, I’m not too tired to spend time with you."

Straightening back up, he opened the door to his quarters and stepped aside, gesturing for them to enter with his usual charm "After you."