Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 270. Happy Birthday

Henry’s POV

I bent forward to look at Kenny’s face, seeing him tear up again and press his palms against his eyes.

"So childish." He said, though he was clearly touched.

So cute.

I kissed his cheek until I was pushed away.

"Enough crying. Come here." I pulled him to the cake and saw that there were neither a knife, forks, nor plates....

Damn you, Ethan.

"Should we eat with our hands?" I asked Kenny, not minding it after all we had gone through.

He looked to the left corner of the room, and I followed his gaze. At the spot where the camera usually was, there was now no camera.

It had really been taken down.

So smart that he looked before using his power.

After making sure that we weren’t monitored, he conjured up plates and cutlery, as well as a bigger knife.

"How did you do all this?" He asked me.

"I am just that good." No way would I give Ethan credit if he left us there to eat birthday cake like animals.

He wanted to use the knife on the cake when I stopped him. There were unlit candles on the cake, and I had no lighter on me, nor had Ethan brought one.

I sighed.

"Would you take out a lighter?" Damn it! I felt like the most incompetent best friend ever. Next year, I would organize the best birthday party for him.

Get out of here for a day somehow, rent a venue, matching blue and red suits, a big table full of his favorite food, a chocolate cake I made myself, many guests... or no guests at all.

Kenny laughed and gave me the lighter.

"Turn around." I said before starting to light the candles.

"I’ve already seen the cake." He obediently turned around.

"Yes, but not lit up."

"If a balloon comes to the flame, it explodes, and then this room will be stormed." He joked.

"Let them come, but they won’t get cake."

"Ahahaha, then you want us two to eat this cake alone, in addition to my grandma’s?"

"Well... that’s true." What the hell are we going to do with this much cake?

After lighting the cake, I looked at my wrist and noticed that I had never dug out the smartwatches again from the yard where I had just buried them, but then again, they could stay there forever.

And if Kenny’s friends had a bit of conscience, they waited obediently beside their phones for the day, so it shouldn’t matter what time it was.

"Wait, don’t turn around, and don’t open your eyes." I went to the phone on the wall and dialed the number of the military quarters.

"Kenny? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Danny instantly yelled after he picked up the call on the first ring.

"Is everyone here?" I asked him.

"Oh. Yes, we are ready." He said with disappointment.

I didn’t only call Ethan; I also called his friends, who, contrary to me, already knew that today was his birthday.

"Wait a few seconds, then start." I pressed a button on the phone, and they were on loudspeaker.

I went back to Kenny and hugged him from behind when three guys’ voices came out of the phone, singing a really skewed "Happy Birthday."

I hummed along to their tune and turned Kenny around so he could see the lit cake.

"Hahaha!" Kenny laughed and turned with a grin back to the phone on the wall before he turned around and stared at the candle flames while they sang.

I saw his eyes change, his face slowly falling as he looked at the flames with a somewhat broken expression.

"Don’t think, just be happy," I whispered in his ear, and he nodded.

I cradled him to the song, squeezing a chuckle out of him.

When they finished and cheered for him with a few more congratulations, getting noisier than they had been while singing, I steered Kenny forward and watched him blow out the candles.

When the candles were out, I went back to the phone.

"Good job, he is happy, bye." I hung up on them and went back to hug Kenny.

"Pffft. Did you just use them as background music only to discard them?"

"They were just so noisy... you can call them after that." I nuzzled him and watched him finally cut the cake.

He gave me a plate with a slice, and I stepped back, waiting for him to cut his own slice. Kenny sat down after getting the balloons from his bed, and I sat beside him to eat.

I curiously watched him first eat the filling before then eating the chocolate icing. Imitating him, my last few bites exploded full of sweetness.

"I have learned how to eat chocolate cake." I nodded at the master.

"Copydog."

"Guilty." I looked at the presents.

There was clearly more than just a handheld game console and games. Which meant he had brought something else, or Kenny’s friends somehow got their presents inside as well.

Did Ethan have their contact info? Or had they sent them to the center, and Ethan picked them up?

Yet, before I could tell him to open them, Kenny went to the other nightstand, on which his grandmother’s cake was, the second, smaller one.

He brought two big slices from the second one as well; at least it was not a chocolate cake. His favorite cake came from me.

We took a few bites before looking at each other.

"Wow." I said. Mango and orange cake or something with sugar icing around it.

"Right? Now destroying the big one seems even more of a shitty move." Kenny nodded with widened eyes before he continued to eat.

"If it’s your grandma, she probably knew how it went and made sure that the second was better than the first, which she had probably stuffed with old breadcrumbs." I took two bites at once, thinking of how I could get my hands on the recipe.

Kenny’s lips twitched, but he couldn’t disagree with what I had said.

When we were finished, I brought the presents to his bed, and he unpacked one after another.

The other presents really were from his friends: Omar got him a high-end pillow, and Jordan a stuffed bear with red eyes, which was scrutinized by Kenny for some time. "What the...?"

Danny got him an inflatable sex doll together with an air pump. ... Before Kenny could react to that outrageous gift, I ripped the package out of his hand and flung it under my unused bed.

He won’t be needing this. I will burn/atome split/acidify that unsightly thing later.

Kenny just laughed and luckily let it go.

Eventually he went for the game console and opened the games.

"I haven’t seen these since my childhood." He said, his eyes shining as he ripped the package further open with excitement.

I pushed my chest out with pride, waiting for praise, when he suddenly had the games opened as well, and in the next second one of them was inserted in the console.

Then...he started playing, ignoring me.

After pushing the package down, I came to his side and laid my head on his shoulder.

"....." He expertly skipped all the instructions, choosing his game character name, which was ’Kenny’, naturally.

"....." I watched him play before glancing at him.

"....." He marched around the beginner’s village and talked to NPCs, only to then skip the text.

"....." He went for the high grass to wait for an attack.

"That was from me!" I blurted out because I really couldn’t hold it in any longer.

"HAHAHAHHAHHA!" Kenny burst into laughter, telling me he was playing me as well.

I bumped my head against his cheek with unhappiness.

"I know, I know, I’m sorry. Thank you so much; best present ever!" He rubbed my head with his cheek in appeasement.

"I’ll take back my present." I warned, though I didn’t act on the threat, and looked at his first fight on the display.

"Yeah, I am sorry, but when you act like a real puppy... I couldn’t resist."

So handsome when he smiles, no, always so handsome, but I wanna continue seeing him smile and laugh.

I watched him play for an hour until his eyes fell shut because he was so tired from this awfully long day. When I took the console away from him, he wanted to call his friends back before going to sleep, so I went to get a shower to give him privacy.

I was moderately surprised that the bathroom Kenny had taken apart looked like new, including a new bathroom closet and a new mirror on the wall, which was a sign that the people cleaning up were excellent in their jobs.

If Kenny hadn’t threatened to take away my ’sleeping together’ privileges, which was a very harsh threat, I would have already cleaned the bathroom up, but I wouldn’t have been able to do it so thoroughly.

Coming out not long after, I saw Kenny lying in his bed, clearly wide awake.

"Too excited to sleep?" I asked him while going to the closet and changing into sleepwear.

"Maybe."

I came to his bed and lay beside him. For someone who was so tired that he couldn’t continue to play, he now seemed tense again.

But I couldn’t ask him because I wanted his birthday to pass without more trauma, without more bad thoughts, and not when he was so tired already.

I wanted him to be relaxed and happy.

How to achieve this?

Looking to the side, I saw Danny’s present lying under the other bed...

...

...As a man myself, I knew of an easy and proven way.