⇢ event story one : birthdays

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She was able to get you a gift you loved.

When lunch rolled around, you enthusiastically showed Jay your other new gift, even lightly tapping him with it on.

"Look!" You laughed maniacally, continuously poking him with the bright red gloves.

The mute boy tilted his head at you, before revealing a thin velvet box in between his index and middle finger.

You scrunched your face in confusion at him, more so when he got up from his seat, pushed his chair back, and got to his knees.

"What the fuck . . . Jay?!" You swatted at him as he opened the box to reveal a necklace. "D-Don't do that! I might as well be gay, for all you know!"

The fake blonde laughed soundlessly, getting up and dusting off his black jeans before handing the present to you with a bright smile. Accepting it with a red face, you quickly decided to throw yourself onto him, squeezing him as tight as you could.

After letting him go, you held out your hands, shakily signing out a phrase that made Jay's smile grow bigger. "Thank you."

He pulled you into a headlock, though the message was unsaid, you can clearly hear it.

"You're welcome."

Now wearing the jeweled necklace around your neck and the gloves safely stored back in the white gift bag and your new laptop in your bag, you were about to leave to buy lunch from the lunchroom when a hand stopped you.

"Hm?" You turned, seeing a beaming Daniel holding a plastic bag.

"[f/n]! Happy birthday!" He said, though you noticed how beads of sweat was forming around his face.

Another grin made its way onto your face before you gently lead Daniel back to his desk.

"You didn't have to get me anything. In fact," you narrowed your eyes playfully at Jay and Vasco (the latter was standing with Jace at the entrance), "nobody had to get me anything."

You saw Zack, Mira, and Zoe tense up at your words and frowned.

"Don't tell me . . ."

One by one, the three of them placed gifts at the desk. Two were bags, and one was a flimsy black box you recognized as a gift box from a well-known clothes store.

"You guys . . ." You teared up at the sight of all of them standing side by side. Vasco, Jace, Jay, Daniel, Mira, Zack, and Zoe. You quickly wiped the tears with the back of you hand, before running up, and bringing all of them into a hug.

They all formed a circle around you, creating a group of tears, laughter, and chatter.

You had concluded at that moment that this birthday was one of the best birthdays you've ever had.

Setting down the many birthday presents, you collapsed on the futon in your living room, exhausted from the day's worth of celebration.

You peered at the open door, now noticing a package on the welcome mat.

Deciding to get it before closing the door, you quickly snatched it up before shutting the front door close with a click.

Next to you, your phone played a familiar tune, making you lean over to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey sis. Happy birthday! Dad's sleeping right now, so he'll call or text you later."

"Thanks, Jin. Was it you that sent me the package?"

"Hell no. I'm too poor for that."

". . . Fuck you too, then."

"Love ya," you hear the sarcastic tone in his voice.

"Love you too," you say genuinely, smiling. "Thanks for calling."

"Why, of course. Now, go to sleep. Another long day tomorrow for crime-buster [f/n]."

"Alright, good night. Love you."

"Love you too. Sleep well."

You ended the call, flopping back on the open futon before drifting to sleep.

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guess who's one year older than yesterday? that's right. this bitch.

to be honest, i'm writing this at 1-2 in the morning, so im hungry, tired, and exhausted.

so yeah. happy birthday to me, i guess.

and cheers for another year.

published - 08.13.18
edited - 12.25.18


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