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tinycatlady · 4 years

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Jerome’s Official Unofficial Birthday (Merome Drabble)

Nobody really knew Jerome’s birthday.

Not even Mitch, and they had known each other almost their entire lives. Baccas in the wild weren’t known for their great record-keeping skills. Jerome said they didn’t even have an official calendar. He didn’t know the days of the week until he was around 10.

However, the one thing the team did know is that Jerome and Mitch were definitely born in the same month.

Because of this, they had always celebrated their birthdays on March 3rd- when Mitch was born. Of course, neither of them were bothered for the most part. Mitch didn’t mind sharing his birthday cake and gifts with the Bacca, and Jerome was just happy to be included.

But on this particular year, Jerome was overcome with guilt. Usually, both the birthday boys would pick what to do that day. Usually, they both agreed.

This year however, they had very different ideas on what to do.

Mitch wanted to rent out an arcade with laser tag and invite everyone the group knew. And everyone loved that idea. Except Jerome, who just wanted to go to the lake in the forest and have a quiet barbecue.

So naturally, there was a problem. Neither of them wanted to spend their shared birthday without the other, but they also weren’t going to give up what they each wanted to do.

In the end though, Jerome realized that this was Mitch’s day. Not his. And the intrusive thoughts began to kick in. He surrendered his idea and they had a big party. And he hoped that would be the end of it.

But all the lights and the noise- all the running and shouting. Jerome left the party halfway because of a panic attack. He didn’t even tell anyone in the team that he was going home. Instead he told Preston to tell one of them when he saw them.

It didn’t take long for Ian, Jason, and Seto to get home and find him curled up in his room.

That was 6 days ago.

And even though nobody thought that he ruined the party- Jerome felt like he did. He felt selfish and was angry at himself. Why couldn’t he have kept it together? Why did he have to run away? He felt like Mitch was mad at him because he made it about himself and practically stole his birthday. Despite all the times Mitch said he didn’t mind and just wanted him to feel better, Jerome didn’t believe it.

And now almost a week after the whole incident, Jerome was still blaming himself. And he had barely left his room.

Nobody had checked in on him since lunch. Mitch hadn’t checked in on him at all this entire time, which just reinforced his negative thoughts.

“I guess they finally got tired of me…” Jerome muttered into his pillow.

He checked the time on his phone. 6 pm. The sun would start going down soon.

He was about to put his phone down when he got a notification. It was a text. From Mitch. His stomach dropped as he stared at his name on the screen.

“This can’t be good.” He whimpered.

He opened it, and was surprised by the confetti effect that popped up on his screen. There were a total of 3 texts.

Mitch 💖: Hey Biggums. Sorry I haven’t checked on you, I really wanted to make up for what happened on my birthday.

Mitch 💖: I have a surprise for you. Can you meet us here? We’re gonna be waiting for you.

Mitch 💖: Clemiar Forest Campsite #6

The last one was a link to a map. It was the forest just outside of town.

Jerome wondered what they were doing there. He sighed and got up, changed into some clean clothes, and headed to his car.

Once he got to the forest, Jerome parked next to where the other’s parked and walked to the campsite.

“Hello? Guys?” he called out. He took a couple more steps.

“Anyone?” He called out again.

“JEROMEEEE!!!” Mitch jumped out of a bush and tackled him. They both landed on the leaves below.

“Mitch, you were supposed to wait for the rest of us! Sky said as he hopped out of a bush as well.

The others followed suit. Mitch was still hugging Jerome when Quentin helped him up.

“What’s all this?” Jerome asked, looking at the campsite in disbelief. It was decorated with balloons and streamers. A banner that read, “Happy Birthday Jerome!” hung in between the trees.

“Well, It was Mitch’s idea-” Ty began.

“He wanted to throw you a party since you’ve never had your own!” Jason said.

Jerome looked at them all. “You guys really didn’t have to do this…” He started, trying to hold back tears.

“Yes we did!” Mitch shouted, “You’ve never had your own birthday and I've always taken over the day we were supposed to share. Well now you get your own birthday too!”

Tears escaped Jerome's eyes. Everyone gathered around to hug him like Mitch was already doing. Jerome tried to wrap his arms around all of them and hug them back. Wanting them to feel as loved as they made him feel.

“You guys are the best.” Jerome said to them all.

Mitch kissed his cheek. “We know, but only because you deserve the best.”

Jerome smiled and caught a whiff of hotdogs cooking. His stomach growled.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s celebrate!” He said.

The others agreed, and they went to go get food. They ate hot dogs and burgers and of course, they got Jerome a raw fish. Then they did something Sky suggested- a piñata. And while there were a few times someone almost got smacked in the head, thankfully no one did.

At the end, Ian brought out a cake. They all sang happy birthday to the Bacca- who still didn’t quite believe this was all for him- and he blew out the candles.

After cleaning up and making sure they didn’t leave any trash behind, they piled into the cars and left.

Mitch made sure to ride back with Jerome.

“So, how’d you like your birthday, biggums?”

Jerome smiled. “It was one of the best days of my life.”

Mitch chuckled. “Great, better start thinking about what you want to do next year, then.”

They came to a stop at a red light.

“Next year?” Jerome asked.

Mitch looked at him like he was crazy. “Well yeah! We’re doing this every year! March 9th is your day!”

Jerome looked at him, almost about to cry again.

“You mean it?” He asked in a small voice.

Mitch put his hand on his shoulder, “Of course I do!”

A warm smile crossed Jerome’s face. He leaned in and kissed Mitch.

“I love you so much, you know that, right?”

Mitch was blushing, but he smiled. “Of course I know that.”

The light turned green and they kept driving. Jerome placed his hand over Mitch’s on the center console of the car.

“Good, I never want to let you forget it.”

“Hey! I’m supposed to be the one making you feel loved right now!” Mitch protested.

“You do that everyday you’re with me, I wanna make sure I return the favor.”

“You do!” Mitch smiled, “Gosh if you weren’t driving I’d kiss you until you felt how I feel around you.”

Jerome wanted to tease him. “You wouldn't”

“Yes I would!”

“Nuh-uh.”

Mitch crossed his arms and pouted in the seat next to him. “You know I would.”

Jerome didn’t say anything. Instead he smiled and pulled into an empty parking lot.

Mitch noticed. “Hey, what’re you doing?”

Jerome parked the car. “Prove it.” he laughed.

Mitch grinned. “No way, you sneaky Bacca!”

They both laughed. While Jerome had his eyes closed Mitch leaned over and kissed his lips.

“If you want me to prove it, you better call the others and tell them we’re gonna be late.”

Jerome rolled his eyes, but took out his phone anyways.

“Fineeee.”

Mitch laughed and kissed his cheek while he waited for someone to pick up.

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missblanchette · 7 years

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Birds of Paradise [4/5]

Series: Joker Game

Characters: Amari/Tazaki

Rating: G

Summary: Tazaki never found a reason to talk to the shopkeeper with the chestnut brown hair and god-like jawline – that was, until his pigeons attacked the flower display. (AKA The Flower Shop AU no one asked for)

Words: 2479

Notes: Modern AU/Flower Shop AU; “This will be updated weekly,” I say, as I proceed to hit a writer’s block and self-doubt l-lmao ;; Anyways, so sorry for the delay! Reworking this chapter was a lot more tougher than I expected, but hopefully it’s all right ^o^

ko-fi // Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | You can read this on AO3! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you guys enjoy~ ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/

Ch. 4: Turnaround

Not to be over dramatic, but Tazaki would've rather had his head chopped off by a giant pigeon than see Amari again. Technically speaking, there wasn't a problem. It was just that the possibility of Amari having a family of his own was too much for him to deny and he couldn't act like nothing was wrong with that fun idea in the back of his mind.

Okay, maybe that did count as a problem.

But like any problem he faced, Tazaki did what he did best: avoiding it for as long as he possibly could. Which probably could've worked out better if not for all the bouquets in his apartment. Though they were beginning to wilt, he couldn't find it in himself to throw them out. Even with the color loss and curled up edges, the falling petals and the brown hues they took on, they were as beautiful as the day he received them. He'd have to preserve them somehow, press them or something like that. Perhaps he could ask Amari for... never mind.

As if the flowers weren't bad enough, little things kept reminding him of Amari. Tazaki was lucky he didn't get his email or any other contact, or else he'd be tempted to keep texting him about a dog he saw that looked as cute as Frate or how he passed by the aquarium and thought of Amari when he saw the dolphin poster. Christ, his friends were right. He really had it bad.

The real kicker came when Kaminaga oh so casually dropped an "Amari's been asking about you" during a conversation. When met with stupor, Kaminaga just shrugged.

"He said he hasn't seen you lately, but he hopes you're doing well."

With that, Tazaki remembered he did promise Amari he'd see him around. If the idea of hitting on a married guy made him feel bad, the idea of going back on his word made him feel like the worst person to ever exist. He owed Amari a lot, after all, considering how many bouquets his birds ruined. So mustering up all his courage (read: sucking it up), Tazaki gathered his pigeons and took the usual route he made on his morning walks -- the path to Persephone's. And just for good luck, he made sure Fukumoto's gift card was in his wallet.

Luck, though swell and all, probably wasn't enough; what he needed was divine intervention. The gods should just smite him now so he wouldn't have to deal with this anymore. But that would leave his pigeons all alone, and he couldn't do that to them. Well then, he should just move somewhere else, change his name, and start a new life. Yeah, he could picture it now: he'd be a wandering street magician named Seto Reiji, performing all kinds of tricks with his birds.

All the "what if"s and "if only"s flooded his head as his feet carried him on auto-pilot, his mind numb to the world around him. Not even the honking of a car was enough to break his thoughts; it took a slap in the face from one of his birds' wings to alert him of the car turning the corner, and even then he was a bit slow on the uptake.

He stumbled backwards, losing balance with just a few steps before landing on his back. The driver didn't even do so much as apologize, merely speeding off with the tires screeching behind him. At the moment, Tazaki didn't really care; he had to make sure his darlings were all right. Ignoring the pain in his head and back, ignoring the stinging in his elbows, ignoring the stares of the passersby, Tazaki sat up and checked on his pigeons.

As he looked them over, they appeared to be fine except for all the feathers scattered along the sidewalk. He'd have to clean that up. Or the wind could just carry them away so he wouldn't have to. No matter, he had more important things to worry about. Performing a headcount, he counted one bird, two birds, three, four, five, and his heart dropped as he realized Kazuaki was missing. A weary coo came from the side, catching his attention before he could have a proper freak out. Still, he held his breath as he crawled over and scooped Kazuaki into his hands.

Kazuaki limped on, keeping weight off his right leg. Most likely broken, Tazaki deduced, if how bent it was anything to go by. Not good. Not good, at all. He needed to get him to the vet, but that was a train ride away and he didn't have his Suica card on him. At the very least, he needed to patch him up but home was about fifteen minutes away. How fast would an ambulance get here? Not fast enough, he thought as Kazuaki squirmed in his hold.

Forcing himself up, Tazaki nearly tipped over again when someone caught him. He jumped at the contact, goosebumps running down his body.

"Thank you," he said, turning to face who just helped him. His eyes bulged in recognition. "Amari!?"

"Are you all right, Tazaki?" Amari asked, eyes filled with concern. Tazaki couldn't help but look away, a little too overwhelmed with being under Amari's gaze and hold at the same time. "I heard some commotion outside and went to check. I didn't expect to see you, though."

Right, Persephone's was just up the block. The gods must've sent that car veering towards him but changed their minds last minute. They should've just gone full speed and ran him over.

"I'm fine," Tazaki said, reluctantly pulling himself from Amari to prove his point. Amari simply frowned, a hand lingering on the small of his back. "It's Kazuaki I'm worried about. He broke his leg."

"Oh no." Amari inched closer towards Kazuaki, his frown deepening. He hummed in thought, briefly glancing in the direction of Persephone's before looking back at him. "Why don't we take him back to the shop? I'm not sure how much help it would be, but it's better than staying out here."

"I... thanks, but I should take him to the vet."

"How long will that take?"

Tazaki's lips twitched. Leaving Kazuaki to suffer an extra thirty minutes minimum or awkwardly spending time with his crush? Damn, got him there.

"On second thought, lead the way."

Not wasting time, Amari took him by the arm and guided him back with the rest of his pigeons following in tow. As soon as they entered Persephone's, Amari made a beeline for the back.

"The first aid kit should be around here..."

"You don't have to worry so much," Tazaki said, placing Kazuaki onto the counter as gently as he could along with his other birds. "He's my responsibility, so I'll take care of him. You're already doing a lot for me."

Amari froze in his search, turning back to him slowly with furrowed eyebrows as if he'd said something ridiculous (which, he'll be real, was very often if Miyoshi's comments were anything to go by).

"But I want to," Amari said. "I care about you. And I care about your birds, too, so I wanna do anything I can do to help."

Try as he might, Tazaki couldn't come up with a proper response. Save for his friends, he'd never met anyone so willing to help him -- especially when they haven't known each other for that long. To think that Amari considered him a friend, someone to care about, and that he cared enough to consider the ones he loved, Tazaki could barely wrap his mind around the fact. He was blessed, truly; even if they couldn't pursue a romantic relationship, Tazaki thanked whatever gods may be that he met Amari.

"Thank you," was what Tazaki settled for. That was good enough for now. "In that case, do you have anything we can use for a splint?"

"Just a second," Amari said, locating the first aid kit and handing it to him. "Oh, by the way --" He opened it and took out what appeared to be Hello Kitty bandages. "-- here."

Tazaki tilted his head.

"Your elbows are kinda scraped up. Don't want them getting infected now, do we?" Amari said. "Sorry about the design though, they're Emma's."

"It's fine." Taking them from him, a small smile found its way onto Tazaki's lips. He'd wear these Hello Kitty bandages with pride. "I didn't even realize I got hurt. Thank you."

And with that, the two set to work. Or rather, Tazaki handled the actual fixing up while Amari acted as his assistant. With bird bones being as fragile as they were, this wasn't the first time Tazaki's been in this situation. Using a small piece of wood leftover from a display, Tazaki took some gauze and created a makeshift splint for Kazuaki. Despite his experience, it didn't make it easier when he heard Kazuaki's pained coos as he set the cast on. Thankfully, Amari kept either of them from freaking out too much by making small talk and the occasional comment here and there. Before they knew it, they were done.

"Someone's looking better already~" Amari said as Tazaki tightened the splint. If not for the awkward limp, it really did look like nothing happened to Kazuaki.

"He's a tough one. I'll still have to call the vet though, but I couldn't have done it without you."

"I didn't do much," Amari said, shaking his head. "I just found something to use, is all."

"It's still better than nothing. It would've taken more time to go to the vet, so really, thank you. I owe you."

"It's the least I could've done."

"I insist."

Amari was silent for a moment before chuckling.

"I feel like we've had this conversation before."

"Perhaps once or twice," Tazaki teased.

"Well, if that's the case..." Amari tapped his chin. "Can you come over some time during the weekday? In the afternoon?"

Tazaki's heart thumped.

"I think I can do that. Why?"

Smiling sheepishly, Amari rubbed the back of his neck.

"Emma's been asking about you. She's quite taken with you, it seems." He laughed, focusing on petting Kazuaki instead. "It's funny, I've never seen her get so attached to a stranger -- not even me."

Tazaki nodded, ready to offer some sympathy. Though children typically had no sense of danger, some of them could get wary of someone they've never met -- wait . Hold up.

"What," was the first thing out of Tazaki's mouth. Wow, that was smooth. All right, redo. "I mean... really ? She seems very attached to you."

Amari chuckled, though this one a bit more forced.

"It wasn't always like this. Remember when I said I went to Hawaii?"

"Yeah?"

"That's where I met Emma and her mom. Long story short, I had to take her in because her mother couldn't care for her anymore." Amari's eyes took on a faraway look, his face forlorn in reminisce as his petting slowed down. "It was around this time of year, actually, and she's usually so down because of it. That's why I'm asking you to come over, since you seem to make her happy."

As if snapping out of a trance, he turned back to Tazaki and brushed it off.

"Haha, geez, there I go rambling again."

"No, no, it's okay!" Tazaki said. He would listen to him ramble all day, if he could. To think that Amari trusted him enough with all this, Tazaki wouldn't dare let him down. "That's really admirable of you, honestly, taking on such a huge responsibility... by yourself."

"I try my best, is all," Amari said, waving it off. "As long as she's happy, then I'm happy."

"Then I'll play my part and keep the both of you happy."

It was Amari's turn to be speechless, staring at Tazaki with wide eyes. Then, he grinned.

"I'll hold it to you."

Before either of them could say anything else, a trill came in between them along with flapping wings.

"Oh, sorry," Tazaki said as he took Kazuaki back. "I guess he's getting a little antsy."

"It's fine. I suppose you should be getting him to the vet anyways."

"Ah, that's right," he said, giving Kazuaki a once over. He would be able to hang on until then, hopefully. "Thank you again. I really appreciate it."

"It was nothing," Amari said as he waved goodbye to his pigeons. "So... I'll see you later?"

Tazaki smiled.

"Of course."

Trusting the rest of his pigeons to behave, Tazaki dropped them home when he went back to get his Suica card before taking Kazuaki to the vet. Fortunately, nothing too exciting happened as he made his way to the train station, letting him rest easy after what just happened. Despite the soreness that ran throughout his body, Tazaki thought that today was a good day so far. He should be nearly hit by cars more often, he thought as his mind drifted to the Hello Kitty bandages on his elbows. Kazuaki wriggled in his hands, reminding him on the situation. All right, maybe there were other ways to spend time with Amari that didn't involve bodily injury to anyone.

"Amari's a good guy, isn't he?" Tazaki said. The lady sitting next to him gave him a strange look, as if unsure of how to answer. "Oh, sorry," he said. "Not you --" He pointed at Kazuaki. "-- him."

Kazuaki chirped in response, pulling his attention back towards him.

"Really?" Tazaki squinted his eyes. By all means, that was a positive answer, but there was something off about it. "Why didn't you say that before?"

A trill accompanied by the fluttering of wings. Tazaki's mouth dropped.

"You're a bird."

He clicked his beak.

"You can't have him. "

Teetering, Kazuaki chittered.

"D-Defensive!? I'm just stating the facts."

Kazuaki bit his hand, which only stung a bit. Just a bit. Fine, maybe he was being a little defensive but how else was he supposed to react? Before he could speak again, Kazuaki let out a low coo. He flipped his tail as best he could, tilting his head as he looked up at him.

"...You think so?"

Stepping closer towards him, Kazuaki whistled.

"But --"

He trilled, spreading his wings out in that way that said he wasn't having any of it.

“Er, thank you for your blessing. I think."

Satisfied with that, Kazuaki retracted his wings and bobbed his head back and forth. Smiling, Tazaki held him closer and petted him.

Having the approval of all his darlings was reassuring to say the least. On top of that, his previous worries were no longer a problem. Letting out a sigh of relief, Tazaki rested his head against the wall and took comfort in the rhythmic rumblings of the train.

No more backing out, Tazaki decided. He'd ask Amari out next time for sure.

#joker game #amataza #!fanfic #!f: joker game #!cliche storm #next chapter in the near future lmao

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