Translation of Love

42

Birthday

The sunlight peeking through the window wakes me up. I open my eyes to see Taeyoung still asleep beside me.

Today is his birthday. It's been a little while since we were at his parents and Taeyoung has seemed very relieved after his father's talk with him. He walks with a slight bounce in his step, and he smiles even more than before. I guess their problematic relationship was holding him down this whole time.

I stare at his peaceful face for a while, admiring how it looks with the light casting shapes on his skin. I trace his lips with my fingers and adjust myself so my elbows rest on either side of him. He stirs a bit as I continue to trace his features. Eventually, he groans and his eyes flutter. They open, immediately looking into my own. Before he has time to talk, I kiss his lips with a smile. He smiles in return.

"What a nice way to wake up," he groans.

"Happy birthday," I sing as I place my hands on his jaw.

"Oh? Are you giving me my present already?"

I laugh, "what?"

His arms come around me and his mouth reaches upwards to touch mine again. After a while of our mouths moving slowly over each other, he sits up. He adjusts me on his lap as his lips continue to dance over mine. I giggle at him and hold onto his face. He is shirtless still, a result of last night's activities.

Because it's his birthday, I don't complain when he takes off my shirt, like he did last night. I let him do whatever he likes with me.

***

It takes a long time to get out of bed, and when I go into the bathroom to wash up, Taeyoung ends up following me like a large shadow.

"Not my fault I need to shower too," he exclaims with a mischevious smile on his face.

"Do you ever get tired?" I ask, completely dumbstruck by the boy's insane libido today.

It's hard to wipe away the seemingly permanent redness on my cheeks once I leave the shower, however this time it's from laughing uncontrollably the whole time from Taeyoung's childish antics. But even so, my lips feel as swollen as I'm sure they look from earlier.

I walk into the kitchen, now focusing on breakfast. Minjun and Junwoo are sitting down with expressionless faces. Once I walk in, they turn their heads to look at me with annoyed expressions. My smile falls.

"What?"

Taeyoung walks into the kitchen with a goofy smile on his face. He hugs me from behind and quickly kisses my neck. I lightly push him away, staring at the two boys in confusion.

"What?" I ask again.

"I get that it's your birthday Taeyoung," the boy behind me looks up in shock. "But can you two please be quiet. It's not even 10 AM yet," Minjun groans. Junwoo all of a sudden shivers, a dazed look on his face.

My jaw opens in humiliation and I pull away from Taeyoung. "N-nothing happened!" I say in reference to our shower, completely ignoring what happened before that. Taeyoung just sticks his tongue out at them and they groan once again.

I hurriedly move around the kitchen, frantically taking out frying pans and ingredients in an attempt to distract my mind from the fact that they heard us; or really, heard me. Taeyoung sits between the two tired boys, carrying a conversation about some new game Junwoo got. I continue to make breakfast, a promise I made to Taeyoung. He wanted bacon and eggs, Western style, so I had gone to the international supermarket and found bacon that was from Canada. It was expensive, but it'll be worth it.