From a butterfly to a butterfly, it was somehow hard to believe that two kids could be so love foolish. Falling in love at first sight, maybe love wasn't as dreamy as it seemed. After all, with the crap they've been through, the two ex-lovers will a...
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"I NEVER THOUGHT I'D FEEL LIKE THIS."
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MAY 12, 2017 — 20:43 PM
"Happy Birthday to youuuuu~!"
"Yena," I winced, plugging in my ears with my fingers. "Yena, please—"
"Happy biiiii~rthday to youuuuu~!"
"Yena, for fuck's sake, SHUT THE FU—"
"Happy birthday, my lovely Yiiiiiiii~hwa!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled over her singing, slamming my plate against the table. Kai and Taehyun flinched, Yena grumbling as she rolled her eyes. I hissed, hitting the side of my ear to get that horrible noise at. "Please tell me you'll never be a k-pop idol. I won't allow it. You're going to kill me with your singing."
"I'll purposely become a k-pop idol to piss you off. Hmph," She stuck her tongue out at me, placing the ice cream cake in the middle. I set my eyes on it, trying to distract myself from the ringing Yena's singing gave my ears. "Here's your ice cream cake, m'lady. Hey! Hey! Don't touch it yet. Where's Soobin and Beomgyu?"
"Soobin isn't coming. I talked to him over the phone like a few days ago, and he said the college is prepping him big this year—so I said don't bother coming. I don't want to bring his grades down," I shrugged, spinning my fork in my hand. "Beomgyu, well, I invited him, but he hasn't come yet."
"Have you talked to him since April?"
"Of course we have, Kai—the day after our mini-fight, we made up... as per usual," I said the last part almost inaudibly, clearing my throat as I looked at the three. "So, he should be coming soon. There's no need to wait."
"Why... not?"
"He's probably not going to come, that's why," I mumbled, sticking my fork into the cake. The three panicked, trying to stop me, but the cake was already melting. What would the point be in waiting for my boyfriend who's barely ever celebrated my birthday all 4 years of us being together? "No need to get slices. Just eat from the actual cake. Don't waste plates."
