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Tew knocks on the door from outside, and Nani opens it just enough to peek out, curiosity in his eyes.

"The target left with big boss Joong," Tew informs him.

Nani closes the door again and starts getting dressed properly.

"Did he look like he suspected anything?" Nani asks as he finally opens the door wide.

Tew shakes his head confidently. "No. In fact, he reminded me to look after you while he's away."

Nani exhales in relief. "Good."

"Have First and Dunk made it home yet?" he asks next.

Tew shakes his head again. "Not yet. They're out buying the ingredients, should be back soon."

Without another word, Nani steps into the hallway and makes his way toward the elevator, Tew following closely behind.

They ride down to the ground floor.

Nani wears a serious expression as they pass a few henchmen stationed around the villa.

Each one greets him with a respectful wai, which Nani returns with a small nod before heading straight for the kitchen.

"Joong's going to keep him busy today, right?" Nani asks again.

Tew nods. "Yep. The kitchen's all yours."

A small smirk tugs at Nani's lips. "Perfect."

Wearing slippers, Nani moves around the kitchen, gathering the utensils he needs to prepare a secret surprise for Sky.

Just then, Dunk and First walk in, right on time.

The bodyguards place the bags neatly on the kitchen counter as Nani hurries over to them.

"I think we got everything you asked for," Dunk says, helping Nani unload the ingredients for the special treat he has in mind.

A cake.Yes, cake.

It's Sky's birthday, and Nani has decided to make something himself. After some internal debate, he lands on baking a cake from scratch.

"Okay, where do I even start?" he mutters, pulling out his phone to read the recipe he found online. Dunk stands beside him, peeking at the screen.

"Maybe start by cracking some eggs? Then mix them with flour and sugar?" Dunk suggests, scratching his head.

Nani rolls up the sleeves of his oversized sweatshirt, determination written all over his face as he lines up the ingredients.

Eggs, flour, sugar, butter, milk, and a small bottle of vanilla extract.

"Okay, eggs first," he mutters to himself.

He picks up an egg, taps it against the bowl and crushes it completely in his hand.

First lets out a wheeze. "Boss! Not like that!"

"It's still going in the bowl," Nani says stubbornly, plucking out a bit of eggshell.

Dunk sighs but tries to help. "Maybe crack it gently on the counter next time. Like this." He demonstrates with the next egg.

He passes it to Nani, who follows suit and this time, more successfully.

Soon, the eggs, sugar, and vanilla are whisked together into a pale, frothy mix.

Nani switches to adding flour and butter, though his measurements are questionable at best.

"You sure that's the right amount?" Dunk asks, eyeing the growing mountain of flour.

"I'm eyeballing it," Nani replies casually, focused on the mixing.

"That's what I'm worried about," First mutters under his breath, but neither of them dares stop him.

It's rare to see Nani this earnest about something not related to mafia business.

Covered in a light dusting of flour, Nani finally pours the batter into a greased cake pan.

"Alright. Time to bake this masterpiece," he declares, setting the temperature on the oven as the group cautiously steps back.

After sliding the baking pan inside, Nani turns around, arms folded, a satisfied grin on his face. "Not bad for someone who's never baked a day in his life."

"You've got flour on your face," Dunk says, chuckling.

Nani wipes at his cheek but only smears it more.

"Let him be," First whispers. "He's proud."

While the cake bakes, Nani works on preparing the frosting.

He tries to make a whipped cream-style icing, but it takes several failed attempts before the texture is right.

At one point, the mixture turns to butter, and Nani stares at it in betrayal.

"This is war now," he mutters, starting again.

Eventually, with Dunk's help and a bit more patience, he ends up with a soft, fluffy vanilla frosting.

He even adds strawberries and berries on top for decoration, cutting them into little heart shapes.

Not that he'll ever admit that part.

Finally, after checking the cake with a toothpick like the recipe says, he lets it cool.

Then comes the delicate process of frosting it.

It's not perfect. The layers aren't even, and the sides are a bit lopsided.

However, when Nani places the last strawberry on top and steps back, he looks genuinely proud.

"He's gonna love it," Dunk says quietly.

"Let's just hope it tastes better than it looks," Nani mutters, but he can't hide the small, satisfied smile playing at his lips.

***

It's nearly evening when the front door creaks open. Joong steps inside first, followed closely by Sky, who looks a little tired but still carries that easygoing smile.

"You're home," Dunk greets warmly, stepping out from the kitchen. He walks up to Joong and kisses him on the lips in welcome.

Without stopping, Sky makes his way straight to the elevator, concern etched on his face.

Before he leaves to accompany Joong, Nani complains about not feeling well. The worry rise in Sky the whole time they're apart.

Once he reaches their shared room, Sky opens the door only to find it empty.

He steps back into the hallway and heads toward the balcony.

From where he stands, he can still see First and Tew near the front door at the ground floor. Frowning, he calls out from the upper floor.

"Where's Nani?"

First glances up, exchanges a brief look with Tew, and replies casually, "He said he was hungry. Probably in the kitchen."

Without wasting another second, Sky heads back into the elevator. The bodyguards trail behind as he makes his way to the kitchen.

The area is dimly lit, too quiet for Nani to be there. Sky frowns and reaches for the light switch.

As the lights flick on, everyone suddenly bursts into Happy Birthday.

Sky blinks in surprise as Nani steps out from behind the kitchen counter, flour still dusted on his cheek, holding a cake with both hands.

"Happy birthday," Nani says, a little too flatly, but clearly trying.

Sky's eyes widen. "Wait, did you—?"

"I made it," Nani blurts, before he loses the courage. "The whole thing. Myself."

Sky looks from the cake to Nani's flushed cheeks smear with flour, then to the frosting smudged on the edge of his sweater.

"You baked this?" he asks softly, as if he can't quite believe it.

"Yeah, and I didn't poison it or anything," Nani adds in his usual dry tone, trying to mask the nerves in his voice.

Sky bursts out laughing, stepping forward and gently taking the cake out of Nani's hands.

He sets it carefully on the counter. Then, without saying a word, he pulls Nani into a tight hug.

"Thank you," Sky says quietly, his face buried in Nani's neck. "This is the best birthday surprise I've ever gotten."

Nani, surprise by the sudden public display of affection, awkwardly wraps his arms around Sky in return. "Don't get used to it," he mutters.

"Too late," Sky teases, pulling back just enough to look at him. "You've set the bar way too high now."

The bodyguards watch from the side like proud parents.

Meanwhile, Joong holds Dunk close, a smile spreading across both their faces.

They light the candle and sing again. Sky joins in, and Nani stands there grumbling through the melody while Sky beams at him.

Then Sky makes a wish, blows out the candle, and leans in for a kiss on Nani's cheek.

"You didn't have to do all this," Sky says.

"I wanted to," Nani replies, eyes soft. "Because you make me feel like I can."

Sky's smile falters for just a second, overcome by the sincerity behind the words.

"Okay," he says, voice a little hoarse. "But if this cake turns out good, you're baking me one every year."

Nani rolls his eyes. "Don't push it."

They cut into the cake and take the first bite together. It's lopsided.

The frosting is too sweet. The sponge is slightly dense.

But Sky smiles like it's the most perfect thing he's ever tasted.

"This is terrible," Nani says after swallowing.

"I love it," Sky replies.

And Nani can't help but laugh.

***

They're finally alone again, in the privacy of their space, with Nani lying beneath Sky.

The sweatshirt he wore earlier now lies discarded on the floor.

Sky worships him completely, without holding back.

Their kisses are hungry, desperate, laced with need. Sky's lips move to the back of Nani's ear, biting gently at the lobe before trailing lower to kiss the two moles just beneath it, then down to the center of his neck.

He moves with purpose, hot in the way his mouth travels across Nani's skin.

He presses a kiss to the mole on Nani's shoulder, then moves lower, his lips brushing over his chest.

He pauses at Nani's hardened nipple, teasing it with the edge of his tongue before trailing kisses down to the center of his chest where another mole waits, like a mark meant only for him.

"Fucking beautiful," Sky murmurs, voice rough with emotion.

Then he drags his tongue slowly across Nani's chest, wet and warm, sending a shiver racing through him.

Nani seizes the moment to flip their positions, straddling Sky with a glint of control in his eyes.

"Tonight, I'm in charge," he murmurs, lust burning behind his gaze as he slowly unbuttons Sky's shirt, one button at a time.

He leans in, placing a soft kiss on the mole at the bridge of Sky's nose.

Then another, near the corner of his eye.

And finally, one more right by his lips before pressing their mouths together in a deep, breath-stealing kiss.

A groan rumbles from Sky's throat, mingling with the faintest whimper as Nani begins grinding against him, his hips moving teasingly, strokes against Sky's clothed cock.

The friction is maddening.

Without breaking eye contact, Nani hooks his fingers into the waistband of Sky's pants and underwear, tugging both down in one smooth motion, baring him completely.

Sky's cock springs free.Thick, flushed, already hard, with precum glistening at the tip.

Nani smirks, eyes flicking down with hunger before meeting Sky's gaze again.

"Happy birthday," he whispers, lips curling with mischief.

Then he leans down, wrapping his mouth around Sky's shaft like a gift he plans to savor.

Sky's head falls back with a sharp inhale, his fingers gripping the bedsheet as Nani takes him deeper, inch by inch.

The warmth of Nani's mouth, the sinful way he moves. Slow, wet, skilled has Sky trembling beneath him.

Nani hums low in his throat, sending a pulse of vibration through Sky's length that makes him curse under his breath.

"Fuck, Nani," Sky growls, voice wrecked with pleasure.

But Nani doesn't let up.

His hands press firmly against Sky's hips, holding him down each time he tries to thrust up. He sets the pace. He's in control tonight.

When he pulls back, his lips glisten, his breath warm against Sky's sensitive skin.

"No rushing," Nani whispers, licking a slow stripe along the underside of his cock. "I want to take my time with you."

Sky lets out a broken laugh, equal parts aroused and undone. "You're killing me."

Nani smirks. "Good."

He moves back up to straddle Sky again, grinding slowly against him.

Both of them are fully bare now, skin on skin, heat building between their bodies like fire catching air.

Sky's cock slides between Nani's cheeks, teasing, slippery with need.

Nani leans down, kissing Sky againX deeper this time, needier. Sky grips his waist, fingers digging in, but he doesn't try to take control. Not tonight.

"Ride me," Sky says, voice hoarse. "Take what you want."

Nani meets his eyes, steady and confident. "I plan to."

He reaches between them, guiding Sky's cock to his entrance, taking a slow breath as he begins to sink down.

The stretch makes him shiver, gasp but he doesn't stop.

Inch by inch, he takes Sky in, his lips parting in a silent moan as he finally settles fully onto his lap.

They still.

Breathing hard, foreheads touching.

Sky's hands slide up Nani's back, holding him there like he never wants to let go.

"You feel so fucking good," he whispers.

Nani's eyes flutter shut for a moment, overwhelmed by the pressure, the fullness, the intimacy of being wrapped around someone who looks at him like that.

Then he starts to move.

Slow at first, rolling his hips, rising and sinking with maddening control.

Sky's hands wander over his waist, his thighs, then back to his hips, holding onto the pace.

It's raw. Intimate.

Every movement speaks louder than words. Of love, of want, of trust, of possession and surrender, woven together in the push and pull of their bodies.

"Don't stop," Sky breathes.

"I won't," Nani whispers. "Not until you break for me."

He sets a faster pace now, no longer slow and teasing.

His body moves with intention, riding Sky with raw need. Each time he sinks down, it's deeper, harder, drawing curses and moans from Sky's lips like prayers ripped from his soul.

Sky's grip on his hips tightens, fingertips sure to leave bruises, but he still doesn't take control.

He lets Nani have him. All of him.

Their bodies move in perfect sync.

Heat, sweat, and lust tangle between them.

The sound of skin against skin echoes through the room, punctuated by gasps and low moans as Nani rocks against Sky's pelvis, grinding down in a way that makes them both shudder.

"Shit, Nani," Sky groans, voice ragged. "I'm close."

Nani leans forward, breath ghosting against Sky's lips. "Then come for me," he says, voice dark silk. "I want to feel it."

With one final thrust, Sky's body arches, his breath catching as he comes hard.

He spills inside Nani with a sharp groan, fingers digging into his thighs like he's holding onto the moment.

But Nani isn't done.

He keeps moving, riding out the spasms of Sky's release, chasing his own high.

The sensation of Sky still pulsing inside him, the tight pressure, the stretch, it drives him to the edge.

"Touch me," he gasps.

Sky obeys without question, wrapping his hand around Nani's cock, pumping him in time with his movements.

It only takes a few strokes before Nani cries out, his body seizing as he comes hard between them, coating Sky's chest with warmth and need.

For a moment, everything stills.

Their heavy breathing fills the room, their bodies slick with sweat and release.

Nani collapses forward, resting his forehead against Sky's, their hearts beating wildly in sync.

Sky wraps his arms around him, holding him close. No words spoken.

Only warmth, intimacy and the kind of silence that says everything.

"You really meant to ruin me tonight, didn't you?" Sky murmurs at last, lips brushing against Nani's temple.

Nani lets out a breathless chuckle. "Consider it a little gift."

Sky smirks. "Best birthday I've ever had."

They stay like that.

Skin to skin, tangled limbs and whispered touches until their breathing slows, and the high settles into something softer.

Just as they finish getting dressed, a sudden, urgent knock makes Sky and Nani look at each other.

Sky quickly crosses the room and opens the door to find Kay standing there, panting and flushed.

"The gang struck again at the bar. We don't have enough people to stop them. You need to come with me," Kay says, breathless and serious.

Nani appears behind Sky just in time to catch the tail end of the message.

Kay quickly explains the situation in more detail before Sky closes the door again, grabbing his suit.

Nani doesn't hesitate. He's already changing into his own suit beside him.

Neither says a word, their coordination seamless.

The two emerge from the room in sync, walking briskly with Kay as they make their way to the elevator.

At that exact moment they reach the ground floor, Joong and Dunk appear from the opposite hallway, flanked by First and Tew.

Joong and Nani naturally take the lead, their expressions cold and focused, every inch the leaders they are.

Dunk stays close by Joong's side. Behind them, First and Tew move with purpose, while Sky and Kay follow Nani's steps closely.

As the main doors swing open, the cool night air meets them.

Just like the other night, the Aydin Gang steps into the darkness, ready once again to face the chaos of the underground.

As they climb into the SUV, a silence falls between them, not the kind born of tension, but one of understanding.

This is their world.

Chaotic, ruthless, demanding.But it's also theirs to protect.

Sky's gaze meets Nani's as the doors shut. In that moment, there's nothing else to say.

Their fingers brush briefly before settling side by side, like magnets quietly drawn to each other even in the midst of battle.

The convoy pulls out into the night, headlights cutting through darkness, engines humming like a heartbeat.

They're ready.Brothers, lovers, protectors.

And whatever waits for them ahead, they face it together.

- The End -