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Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're goin', baby?
-Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepsen-
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"Oh my god, you're right on time! Minho hyung just texted me—he's almost here, because surprisingly, there's no traffic!" Jisung greeted me with a bright smile.
"Sorry I'm late, I got caught up trying to figure out what to wear," I admitted sheepishly.
"Well, you look amazing," he said, giving me an appreciative look.
"You really clean up well."
"Thanks, I appreciate that. You look great too. I'm not really a fan of this dress, though. It's all I had, but I really need to go shopping."
"You look good in anything, Hana," Jeongin teased with a grin.
"Unlike me, you don't," I shot back with a playful smirk.
Jeongin immediately pouted. "I take back my compliment."
"Though I do like your hair today. And that shirt... the pants, the jacket... but what the fuck are those shoes, Jeongin?" I exclaimed, staring at his footwear in disbelief.
Jeongin had an obsession with owning the weirdest, most outlandish shoes imaginable. He would stay up late just to snag the latest releases as soon as they dropped.
"Oh my god, you think these are weird too? They're literally Balenciaga's newest release, Hana! People are literally dying to get their hands on them," he said, practically defending his shoes.
"I don't know why, but... can I admit I kind of like them?" Jisung chuckled.
"I'd rather not get into this debate, Ji," I laughed.
"But seriously, Jeongin, you always look good."
"Wow, basic much?"
Seungmin chimed in, walking in looking as dandy as ever.
"Hello to you too, Seungmin."
"Oh wait this is the dress I gifted you last year, isn't it?"
he asked, raising an eyebrow.
I was always too self-conscious about my scars to wear it, but I didn't mention that.
"Yeah well it's a little short for my liking, so I never wore it in summer, but now I can wear it with stockings."
I quickly glanced away, but there was a slight pause in my voice.
"What are you talking about?" Felix popped up out of nowhere, always the eavesdropper.
"You're such a snoop,"
I teased with a grin.
"So, what's wrong with the dress?" he asked, looking genuinely curious.
"I'm just bored, so I'm asking."
I swallowed, trying to keep my cool. "Just a little short."
I felt like I was on the verge of being caught in something, but i also knew that wouldn't be possible, they had no clue.
Before anyone could push further, the sound of the bell ringing echoed.
"Minho's here!" Jisung said, a little too loudly. "Finally!"
I let out a relieved breath, thankful for the interruption. The moment was gone as quickly as it had come, Minho's arrival was the perfect excuse to move on.
"Hana fast, come here, hold this cake."
Chan called from the kitchen.
I put down my purse and Minho's gift in safe corner and ran to the kitchen.
"What, why me? You brought the cake," I asked, a bit confused as I held the cake.
"Minho doesn't know you're gonna be here," Chan explained, giving me a look that bordered on playful. "And honestly? I think if anyone's going to make him the happiest right now, it's you."
"What? What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, still confused.
"Don't play coy," Chan said with a chuckle, his voice rushed.
"we don't have time, we can see everything you both find so oblivious,"
"What-"
But he cut me off.
He chuckled, his speech rushed.
"Okay so we're gonna sing happy birthday, and you can bring the cake once we're all wishing him. Like a surprise, you know?"
I blinked, a bit taken aback.
"Wait, you want me to bring the cake in while everyone's singing?"
Chan gave me a look, his expression amused but still hurried.
"Exactly. It'll be perfect. Just trust me on this, okay?"
I swallowed my hesitation and nodded, feeling a bit flustered.
"Alright, alright."
Chan just grinned. "Minho's gonna love it."
I could hear Chan's whispers in the living room, telling them to remove my shoes from sight, hide them along with my other belongings.
Minho's voice echoed from the door as he stepped inside.
"What's going on here? I stood outside for like 10 minutes."
The others quickly gathered around him, greeting him with loud, cheerful shouts of
"Happy Birthday!"
Minho laughed, clearly flustered.
"Thank you, everyone. I was joking when I said I wanted a party, I just wanted to spend my birthday with all of you." His eyes scanned the room, and his smile faded just slightly.
"And speaking of everyone... Hana really didn't come?"
The room fell a little quieter. It was subtle, but I noticed a shift in the atmosphere. Everyone exchanged quick glances, some of them shrugging like it wasn't a big deal.
"She said she really couldn't afford to be here, but you know she'd be here otherwise,"
Felix said, trying to console Minho with an easy smile. His words were light, but I could tell he was trying a little too hard to sound convincing.
Minho nodded slowly, but there was a flicker of doubt in his eyes.
"I guess..." His gaze lingered on the door for a moment longer before he finally shook it off with a small laugh. "Well, I'm glad you guys are all here. Let's not keep it all about me—
"No, it's Minho Day for a reason," Jeongin chimed in excitedly, cutting him off.
"We have to sing you a song and everything. You can't get out of that!"
