❦ Requested: Special request by Aeon for her bestie Isabella! Happy (late) Birthday girl
“Hello bestfriend!” Wooyoung jumped on your bed, almost giving you a heart attack. “Just give me 3 reasons to not kill you right now.” You mumbled under his chest. “3?” He repeated, sitting next to your sleepy body. “Too easy.” You simply covered your face with the sheet. “Why is your room so dark?” He noticed after a few seconds. “Dark as my heart…” you whispered. Wooyoung raised a brow. Just yesterday you seemed happy and grateful to be on this planet, but today, life seemed to be tough. After a few seconds of not hearing something from him, you added dramatically. “If you just came to mess my bed, good job, it’s done. Now you can go.” Your best friend rolled his eyes. “Well… if that’s what you want-” Before he could think about leaving for real, you grabbed his wrist, looking him dead in the eyes. “A-are you really considering leaving?” Just because of the soft and calm light on his eyes, you knew he wouldn’t. “Why would I leave you for this special day, girl?” He smirked. “I would appreciate it if you could stop reminding me that I’m getting older…” you fell back on the mattress. Wooyoung ignored your comment and went to open the curtain. At the right moment, you succeeded to dodge the sunlight to blind your eyes. “It’s shining bright today! You should enjoy it!” He smiled at your building view. “You got a better view than our dorm.” “Close the curtains.” “Argh stop being so moody!” He pulled the sheets out of you. When you felt your body lose the temperature, plus your eyes meeting the blue sky outside, you couldn’t help but to swear at your best friend. “I love you too Y/N.” He replied back. “Now get up.” “Get up for what?” You yawned. “For the day.” “I rather stay at home, watching Squid Game, with a ton of snacks.” “That’s what you did yesterday.” He raised a brow. “Stop judging me dude.” “Okay whatever… just get dressed and…” he stopped to look at you. “Put makeup on.” “What is this supposed to mean?” You grabbed the pillow next to you, ready to throw it on him right in the face. “Just do it.” “Aah Wooyoung I really don’t want to go out today.” “Come on!” He whined. “I prepared a bunch of things for you today!” “Can we do it tomorrow?”
He gave you a dark glare, making you sit up instantly. “Why do you absolutely want to do something with me today?” You asked, rubbing your nape. “Is it too strange to spend time with friends on their birthday?” “No…” you admitted interiorly that it was a dumb question. Wooyoung sat down again on the edge of the bed, he was trying to figure out why you were so down. You knew each other for 4 years and he never saw you this way on your birthday. It’s true that everyone has a little reflection on their life when they grow up, but for you, it was like you put your whole existence in question. Suddenly, something tilted in his head. “3 things huh?” “What?” You raised a brow. “You asked 3 reasons for my presence.” “I was just-” “First one,” he cut you straight, “your roommate let me in.” Of course, she would, you thought. She was a very close friend of yours and was always shiping Wooyoung and you. Both of you were clearly telling her that you were just friends, but she didn’t want to give up. “There’s no more boy-girl friendship now in this world.” So old school. “Second one, we are always doing something for your birthday. Even if it’s a Monday.” “Yeah…” you smiled lightly when old memories went back to your mind. “And third one.” He paused, his cheeks blushing a bit. “I need to thank you for being born.” “For being born?” You repeated, blinking at this unexpected answer. Wooyoung avoided your stare and looked at the messy chair full of clothes in the corner of your room. “I know that for you it’s a difficult step, like most of humans, but for me I see it as a blessing to be a part of your life journey.” You didn’t say anything. It was the first time that both of you talked so intimately about each other. And honestly, you would just ruin the moment by saying “oh come on don’t be so sensitive”, as every time a subject makes you shy and awkward. “It might sound completely dumb for you,” he let out a nervous laugh. “But for me, I can say “woah, I spent 4 birthdays with this amazing person.” You were so moved that someone thought or felt something for you that you didn’t know how to react. Your emotions were just mixed between happiness, sadness and excitement. “I’m really glad that I’ve met someone like you.” He added. “Beside the boys, I have someone that I can call “my home”, he air-quoted. “Someone with whom I can really be myself. Without a fear of being judged or disappointed.” You blinked a few times to remove the tears from coming out. Wooyoung wasn’t still looking at you, otherwise he would stop and act like nothing happened. “Please don’t be sad about your birthday or don’t feel sad about getting older.” He continued. “Okay maybe you will need to add some products to your skin care routine or maybe someone will propose you, soon, where are diapers at the supermarket-” “Hey you.” You grunted. He chuckled, expecting this comment. “But you shouldn’t let the number of candles on your cake make you sad. Life is a messy adventure with the goods and bad moments, but it makes it more exciting.” You felt like he was talking to himself too. He probably had this issue or maybe still has it. Wooyoung finally turned his head when he got no answer from you. “A-Are you crying?” He chuckled. “No.” You sniffled. “Then what is this?” He pointed at the tear sliding on your cheek. “Sweat.” You lied, wiping your eyes. “Ah yeah,” he nodded, “your eyes are sweating huh.” “Shut up.” You sniffled again, lips shaking. “Oooh come on, I didn’t want you to make you cry.” He laid down on his stomach and rested his head on your lap. Slowly rubbing your knee with his thumb. “How do you expect me to not cry?” Your voice cracked, covering your face with your hands. “Sorry I tend to forget the cry baby that you are.” He smiled. “Shut up.” You repeated, your body shaking a little bit. “You’ll age like fine wine anyway.” He whispered, enjoying your presence. “What y- You don’t even like wine.” “No, but I like you.” He smiled, knowing that it will make you cringe and melt at the same time.
