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"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Xiaojun, happy birthday to you!"
Xiaojun wakes up to Mark softly singing in his ear. He can feel the older's arms around his waist and their feet touching.
"Thank you!" Xiaojun replies and rolls over to face Mark. "How long have you been awake?"
"Hm, maybe an hour? I brought you breakfast."
"You?" Xiaojun asks cautiously. "Made it?"
"Oh no, I got Johnny to drive me to pick it up."
"Oh, good."
"What? You don't think I can cook?"
"Oh, darling, you know you can't cook."
"Kun hyung's been teaching me, so I could try."
"No, I'm ok," Xiaojun laughs softly as Mark pouts. "What did you get?"
"We got IHOP. All the other boys are eating downstairs, so we can go down there, or we can stay up here together."
"I think I'd like to stay up here...with you."
"Alright, let me grab the food."
Mark points to a cute set up on lap tray on the floor, complete with a small bouquet of flowers.
"You got me flowers?" Xiaojun asks.
"Yeah," Mark replies softly with a light pink color dusting his cheeks. "I asked Hendery what kind you like."
"Aw, thank you, Mark. They're beautiful."
Mark's blush gets darker as he gets the food and brings it back to the bed.
Xiaojun wraps an arm around Mark's waist and pecks him on the cheek before turning to the food in front of him.
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As Taeyong starts preparing the cake with Kun, he can't help but to smile at the laughter he hears coming from upstairs.
"Do you think he's doing ok?" Taeyong asks.
"Who? Mark?" Kun replies and recieves a nod from Taeyong. "I think he's fine, darling. Listen," Kun pauses and Taeyong can hear Mark's laugh coming from upstairs. "He's happy, and he's enjoying the time with Xiaojun. Now chill, and enjoy your time with me."
"Ok, I'm sorry," Taeyong pouts.
"There's no need to apologize. I know you worry about Mark like I worry about Renjun."
"I do," Taeyong sighs before shaking his head slightly and managing a smile. "Anyways, are you almost done with the frosting?"
"Yeah, are you almost done arranging the pieces?"
"Yeah, how does it look?"
Kun glances over at Taeyong's section of the counter to see the cake pieces in the shape of a flower.
