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"i'm sorry. i know it isn't much, but money's a little tight right now, so..."
youngtaek lets you take his wrist into your hands, raising it up so that you can tie a bracelet around it. your fingers are warm as they brush against his skin, and he just stares at the tiny beads for a moment. it spells out his given name, separated by tiny flowers, but you raise your wrist a moment later to reveal you have a matching one for yourself.
"so... we match now." you give him this uneasy smile, yet he sees how scared you are in your eyes. you genuinely think he wouldn't like it? or that he'd be upset with you for prioritizing your own well-being? "i also pitched in a little for the cake--and for dinner, too, but, um, daeyeol kept telling me not to worry about it, and--"
he gazes at you so softly now. "i love you." he pauses, catching himself. shit, he didn't mean to say that, and he quickly tries to cover it up, "i love it! thank you--you didn't have to bring me anything."
you just smile shyly, that fear in your eyes gone. with a relieved sigh, you drop your hands back to your side. "should we go back in?" you nod toward where the others have hopefully set up donghyun's gaming console so you all can play party games (and maybe annoy daeyeol's neighbors).
his hand grazes against yours for a moment. we don't have to yet, he wants to say. he likes getting this time alone with you. but the two of you will ride home together on the bus before parting ways at the end of the night. he thinks it's selfish to keep you to himself now, even on his birthday.
you pause at the sliding door, turning back to youngtaek. "happy birthday, by the way. i know i said it before, but..." for a moment, you just fidget, only to look up when jangjun yells something out to the two of you that youngtaek doesn't fully catch. you smile again, brighter than the candles on his birthday cake. sweeter, too. "shall we?"
if you're going? then he'll always follow, if just to see that smile again.
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