You look up from your desk at your friend who is poking her head over the cubicle. You and your best friend had worked together for years, but even on her own birthday, you had never seen her so excited. "What is it?" You ask, looking up at her quizzically.
She grins at you. "Look who's here!" She points to someone just entering from the elevator.
You peek over your cubicle and see your gorgeous boyfriend. He grins at you cheekily and steps forward, nearly tripping over his own feet. He holds a single red-pink rose in his hand, and you feel your cheeks turn pink. He runs his fingers through his hair and makes his way towards you.
Your friend lets out a low noise. "Gorgeous," she says. She winks at you. "The rose is nice, too."
You roll your eyes and stand up as Chanyeol approaches you. "Chanyeol-ah, what are you doing here?"
"I am kidnapping you," he says matter-of-factly, handing you the rose.
You laugh and sniff the rose. "Kidnapping me? How romantic."
He kisses your forehead. "I've already talked to your boss," he says. He grabs your hand and smiles at you, melting your heart. "Let's go~ I've got a whole day planned!"
"Bye, birthday girl!" Your best friend calls as Chanyeol pulls you to the elevator.
Chanyeol tugs you into the elevator and pulls you close. Your face grows hot as he leans down and pecks you on the lips. "Hi jagiya~," he says happily.
You roll your eyes. "Hi, Chanyeol." You hold his hand tightly. "So what do you have planned for today?"
"I have planned the best possible birthday for my beautiful, wonderful Cealine~!" He says extravagantly, holding out his arms theatrically.
You pout. "You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Nope." He glances at you out of the corner of his eyes. The tips of his ears turn red. "Don't pout, jagiya, you'll break my resolve."
"Chanyeol-ah," you whine, grabbing his arm. "Oppa~~~~~~!"
He sticks his fingers in his ears. "No. Lalalalalalalalalalalalala~~!"
You giggle and settle for holding his hand again. He realizes that you have given up--for the moment--and smiles, pulling his fingers out of his ears. The elevator opens, and he tugs you out. His car is waiting in the front. He steps out and opens the passenger door for you as you leave the building.
"Thank you," you say with an angelic smile.
"You are most certainly welcome," he replies graciously, closing it after you. He goes to the driver's seat and climbs in, buckling up.
You turn to him. "So where are we going first?"
He rolls his eyes. "I thought you had given up."
"Never," you say, cackling.
"That's my girl." He kisses your forehead. "I'm taking you to dinner."
You feel your face brighten. "OOH, FOOD~~!"
He laughs at your enthusiasm before frowning. "Did you skip breakfast again today?"
"I couldn't help it," you admit.
"Jagi, how many times have I told you to just wake me if you're hungry?" He asks. "Especially today. It's your birthday, I would've made whatever breakfast you want."
You groan. "Man, I missed out on that opportunity."
"Well, I'm buying dinner, so you can get whatever you want this time." He smiles at you before pulling into a restaurant. You smile to yourself. He still remembered your favorite restaurant--it was the same one you had met him in.
He stops the car and gets out, opening the passenger door for you. You take his hand as he leads you to the door. The two of you are seated quickly, and he orders drinks first. The two of you talk and reminisce over dinner as it arrives. You blush, distracted by his thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand.
When you finish dinner and walk out, you kiss his cheek. "Thank you, Chanyeol. It was wonderful."
He tilts your chin up and kisses you softly. "It's not over yet, Cealine," he says with a gentle smile. Your eyes widen as he pulls you to the car and gently pushes you into the passenger seat. You can tell he is just as excited as you because he runs around the front of the car. You cover your mouth to hide a laugh as he trips and falls. You are able to compose yourself before he gets in the driver's seat.
"So where are we going now?" You ask.
"Somewhere you have always wanted to go," he replies mysteriously.
You tilt your head. "Disneyland?"
He laughs. "Cealine, if you still love me over time as much as I believe you do now, then I will take you and our ten kids to Disneyland."
Your eyes widen as big as D.O.'s. "Ten kids?"
"Yeah, and all of them will be as gorgeous as you." He winks at you before squeezing your hand. His expression softens. "If you want kids, jagi. I'll be happy with you if you want me."
You smile and hold his hand. "I love you, Chanyeol."
"I love you, too."
You can't resist. "Can you please tell me where we're going?"
He sighs. "Nope. You'll see when we get there."
"Are we there yet?"
He laughs. "Jagiya, I will drive very slowly if you keep asking that."
"I will keep asking if you drive slowly," you threaten.
He rolls his eyes. "Goofy girl."
He chuckles and pulls into a parking lot. The sun is setting, and your eyes widen as you scan over the landscape. Your heart lifts into your chest. He stops the car, and you unbuckle your seatbelt and quickly jump out. "Omo! Omomomomomomo~!"
"Happy Birthday, Cealine," Chanyeol calls as you run out onto the white sand.
"The beach!" You cheer. You run back to Chanyeol and grab his hand. "Come on, let's go out in the water!"
He laughs and follows you as you tug him into the cold salt water. You giggle and splash him. Seeking revenge, he pulls you against his chest and kisses you. Your silhouettes are dark against the orange setting sun.
Chanyeol leans his forehead against yours and smiles down at you. "Happy Birthday, Cealine. I love you."
A/N - I'm so sorry for getting this up late! Anyway, HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY~ to @blue25 (aka Cealine)! Masayang Kaarawan~! (Did I get it right? >< I hope so!) Anyway, this is dedicated to Cealine because it was her birthday!
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