little surprise ii.
woohyun/sungyeol; 577 words.
a/n: happy birthday, mr. procrastinator nam woohyun!
on his birthday, he’s been missing. all day long.
you can tell that woohyun is kinda stressed with this fact. where the fuck is lee sungyeol. he wonders if he’s still making a surprise for him until now-by hiding from this morning until now-an hour to february 9th. not even one of members tell him about his existence today. they said they don’t even know. or maybe he has another business with his family and all-but why he didn’t leave him a message or anything. oh, sungyeol left him a message a day before; saying ‘happy birthday in advance, jagiya! i love you and will always.’ but that’s all.
he sighs. maybe sungyeol doesn’t want to celebrate his birthday.
(yet, woohyun never done anything wrong to him. loving him isn’t even a fault.)
11:16 p.m., woohyun is leaving the practice room. he already told sunggyu that maybe he’ll go to their dorm by himself today. and the rest (excluding myungsoo who’s still busy with his drama filming-or going on a date with either sungjun or hyunjae) are still going to practice until the next morning-they had too much break today, because of woohyun’s little-birthday-party earlier.
woohyun takes so much hard steps along the way to home. it’ll be much lighter if sungyeol suddenly approaches him, giving him a soft peck on his cheeks and saying the words he had to say before 12:00 a.m. but then, it’s just what he’s thinking until now. he’s not that gloomy as you think, but... his greasiness is just decreased-there weren’t much heart explosions, because sungyeol wasn’t there.
11:34 p.m. is the time when woohyun’s just arrived-and he’s about to open the door until he hears the sounds of dogs barking. the three siblings? he guesses it right, the opened door seems no need to be exist because woohyun’d always want to hug them immediately. he ruffles their hair one by one, becoming too engrossed with that reunion until he finds, like, a lot of foods. plus a birthday tart too, with an opened little box of couple rings beside it. woohyun can’t help but get a super-light heart attack at that moment.
and amazingly nurungie passes a birthday card to him.
by the time you read this... i must be sleeping.
sorry for being missing in action.
you should know that i did it all for you.
and i can’t think of any wonderful gifts.
so, these all are for you.
i wish you a happy birthday.
i love you more than you know.
the next thing he should do is finding his body no matter what. dubu guides him to his and sunggyu’s room, and sungyeol is sleeping on the bottom bunk. woohyun always finds it lovely seeing him sleeping in the prone position. he must be tired, woohyun thinks. suddenly he jumps onto his back, kissing his right cheek-moving to his lips, and neck, and he’s done with it. “i love you, i love you, i love you.” there, he said it thrice because thrice is represented million words of love to sungyeol.
woohyun closes his eyes, spending last minutes of his day by adoring how he looks so pretty when he’s sleepy. and thinking of how he wants to take his words back about ignoring him for the rest of his life if sungyeol didn’t really want to remember or celebrate his birthday.
this is just really right. right?