❝ 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙥𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙖 ! ❞
⌞ ʳᵉᵃˡ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ˣ ˢᵒᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃ⌝DALIA AWOKE TO A bang in the kitchen. she jolted upwards, fearing for her life.
that's when she smelt it.
what the fuck is on fire?
she raced from her room to the kitchen to find matt, mila, and chris hovering over the stove, angrily whispering at each other as nick sat on the counter reading the back of a pancake box.
"it says heat until it looks cooked?"
"matt, the pancake looks like it's holier than jesus. flip it!"
"shut up! you're gonna wake her up."
dalia smiled as she creeped up behind them before she accidentally sneezed, "dammit.." she mumbled.
matt turned around and held the spatula like it was a weapon, "FUCK!"
nick chuckled loudly, breathing a little faster, "holy shit you scared me.."
"i scared you? you guys are in my house!"
mila smiled and held up a finger from behind matt, "erm actually, it's our house."
dalia rolled her eyes and spun on her feet to go back to her room, "whatever. i need to wash my face."
as dalia walked up to her room, hands snaked around her waist, "happy birthday."
the girl looked down to see mila holding onto her in a tight hug. she pat mila's hand and smiled brightly, "thanks. please don't let them burn down the house.."
mila giggled and released her hold on dalia, "oh trust me, i won't."
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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DALIA!"
the triplets plus mila's voices echoed throughout the dining room as dalia was sat at the head of the table.
"thanks guys. seriously." dalias face felt warm and kind-of hurt from all of this smiling.
for years, her birthdays had been celebrated by cards, gifts, posts; but it had never been the same since childhood.
but now, it has a sense of normalcy; like she should be here celebrating, like she's allowed to be happy.
a smile graced her face as chris walked over with a plate and nick followed with a gong in hand.
"what the fu-"
dalia is cut off my the blaring of the gong, "hush. let us reveal the meal." nick yelped in a loud voice.
the corner of chris' mouth lifted as he set the plate down in front of dalia. before he backed away fully, he leaned down and quickly brushed his lips against the side of dalia's face, "happy birthday."
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Fanfiction𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 dalia king is tired of writing hit breakup songs so her childhood friend chris is going to show her that she can write love songs too. c.sturniolo x fem! oc slow burn fake dating friends to lovers #1 in debsmikle ! - 2/7/2024 a story...