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Hey, my loves!

It's nice to see you again, I'm happy that I'll be eventually including more important characters as the story goes on, and I'm so thankful that you're here to celebrate it with me.

Enjoy!

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The glimmering sheen of sun had finally set when Seokjin's shift had ended for the day.

With a huff of exhausted breath, he hung up his flour-dusted apron and shrugged his car keys out of his back pocket.

Once he had waved goodbye to his manager, he exited the pastry shop and slugged himself into the driver's seat of his car, placing the shiny key into the ignition and turning it before the engine revved to life, gold headlights sparkling in the atmosphere of the dim evening.

Jin was extremely grateful to be home after such a long day.

Between the few breaks that he could take advantage of during his work hours, he managed to send Jimin his copyright tag and the filter names that were used in his blog to Jungkook.

On top of all of that, he had a shit ton of customers to serve for the day, as it was the end of the week and that also meant having to tend to the needs of pushy assholes eager to get their coffee and croissant before taking the night off for themselves.

Finally being able to push the strain of the stress during his shift to the back of his mind, he decided to peel off all of his clothes and replace them with his favorite set of pajamas, curling up at his laptop with a mug of freshly-brewed tea.

Seokjin blinked his eyes slowly with a contented breath escaping him as he opened the link to his blog account, reading through the messages that were left in his inbox for an important event that was held that day.

That important event was none other than Namjoon's, otherwise known as RM's birthday.

He grunted because of the fact that he had to miss celebrating it for the reason that he was making money to live off of, sulking his wide shoulders but his face slowly brightening up when he was skimming through all of the pictures taken at the home party.

Jin set down his cup of tea before thrumming his fingers against the keyboard in a post to congratulate the little sunshine. 

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*image*

I know it's late, but I can't forget wishing the birthday boy a great year full of fortune.

Happy birthday, Joonie!

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After successfully submitting his post, he clicked on a suggested video of the birthday celebration Namjoon had with his friends that were a part of a rapper troupe with him, Yoongi and Hoseok.

A bright smile graced his handsome features when Hoseok had poked a frosting-coated fingertip into Namjoon's dimple, the other boy giggling and hiding his face as Yoongi tried to shove another bite of cake into his mouth.

When Hoseok had enough of his fun, he started to wipe Namjoon's face in front of the camera, chuckling as he glanced at all of the well-wishing comments pouring into the chat box. "Ah, you're too damn cute for me, Joon, I can't help myself."

Yoongi laughed into the webcam, putting the plate down onto the table in front of them. "What the hell, 'Seokie? Are you just realizing that now? You do this all the fucking time."

Hoseok placed a stern palm in front of Yoongi's frowning mouth before murmuring lowly, "You might want to watch your mouth for the viewers, you ass."

"Well, you might want to watch for your behavior, then." Yoongi spoke back at him, his glare no longer gazing into the fiery pupils of the other and instead turning to the webcam with a gummy smile, "After all, our Namjoonie needs more cake for such an occasion."

With that final statement uttered, his hand delivered another spoonful of the sweet substance onto the awaiting pink bed of Namjoon's tongue, the younger licking the cream from his lips with a surprised hum.

Namjoon leaned towards the monitor and Seokjin practically squealed when his focused pout came into view as he read the chat coming in, erupting into a fit of giggles when he saw heart emoticons and greetings before his eyes. "Thank you, everyone!"

Jin bit his lip at the dimpled grin Namjoon had produced in the low light of their studio camera, murmuring back at him with eyes full of mirth, "You're welcome, baby."

As he was just about to freak out some more about their recorded livestream, his phone started to ring in the silence of the house, the sound of it making him suddenly jump and almost tip his hot cup of beverage onto the floor.

Seokjin cursed under his breath before lifting his laptop so that it was on the other side of the couch, reaching forward to grab his screaming device situated on the table, glancing at the caller ID and sighing. "What the fuck do you want, Jimin?"

Jin could hear the obvious chuckle erupt from Jimin's throat at such a brash question. "So, what did you think of the livestream?"

"I'm still watching it, asshat. I about scalded myself when you rang my phone." Jin grunted back at him in disgust, exhaling slowly to calm himself down.

"Sorry, hyung-ah, I didn't mean to scare you. Do you think that Namjoon looks cute in his little birthday outfit today?" Jimin hummed, enjoying how much obvious turmoil he was putting his poor hyung through at the moment.

"Of course I thought he was cute, what the fuck are you talking about?" Seokjin replied, tone evening out the more he breathed.

"Well, he also quite cute licking that cream from his lips. Of course, I would expect that you would take it another way," the younger added on, snickering when he could practically feel Seokjin's eyes widening in anger.

"Oh my god, Jimin, I don't have time for your bullshit right now. Can you please tell me what you're calling me for?" Jin shook his head in confusion, fondling his chin as he scratched at his neck.

"All I'm trying to say is that you should shoot him a message for his birthday. I know there's a slim chance he'll see it, but I know that he would appreciate it, especially from a littler loverboy such as yourself." Jimin answered simply, smiling as he heard Seokjin swallow audibly and click his tongue once before hanging up on the conversation.

"Damn you, Park Jimin."


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Hi, sweeties!

Some of these chapters are going to be more of a filler type, as I'm still trying to get to the other characters and more of the plot.

I hope you enjoyed reading this because I loved writing it for you

Have a wonderful day/night because you mean the world to me

Love you~

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