SUNGBRI: 2021 Holidays

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Summary: 2021 specials: from Younghyun's birthday to Sungjin's birthday.

Rating: General Audiences

Chapter Summary: It was Sungjin's birthday, but Younghyun was finally able to go home to his parents.

Chapter Notes: 2022 Sungjin's birthday special.

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"Sungjin hyung!"

Sungjin groaned as he heard the door to his room being thrown open and a bunch of heavy footsteps approaching his bed. He rolled to his front, pulling the duvet over his head as he hugged another pillow of his. He curled to himself. And the duvet was thrown off him.

"Hyung, wake up!" Dowoon shouted.

"Dowoon, I will throw you against the wall and there's no one you can run to. Try me," Sungjin mumbled sleepily, covering his closed eyes with his hands as the curtains were strewn open.

Dowoon scoffed, "You're still bitter about Younghyunnie hyung going home."

"I'm not —" he is, "— will you just leave and close the fucking door? I want to sleep in."

Dowoon sighed, "Don't make me do something I never want to do, hyung. Come on, get up!"

Sungjin hummed as he rolled to his other side, facing away from the light streaming him from the window. And something heavy was thrown onto him.

"Ugh, Dowoon!"

"You're really forcing me to do this."

Dowoon giggled as he dug his way under his covers and crowded his personal space. Sungjin pushed blindly, powerfully, and Dowoon flew off his bed. Sungjin shot up when he heard a heavy thud and a small, painful yelp.

He crawled to the edge of his bed to look at the maknae and saw him standing up with a hand on his hip, rubbing. And he rubbed his shoulder and head as well. Sungjin stood up.

"Are you okay?" Sungjin questioned, grabbing his shoulder, and massaging it.

"Yeah," Dowoon nodded, wincing as he tried stretching.

"Don't move — does it hurt too much? Should we go to the hospital?" Sungjin blinked, now wide awake and worry filling his eyes.

"No, I don't think it's hospital worthy. Maybe it'll go away later," Dowoon grunted.

Sungjin caressed the back of his head once, guilty.

Dowoon chuckled and pushed him back, "Stop doing that, hyung, that's creepy."

"Kang Bra's away, I don't —"

"I'll be fine! Now that you're awake, let's get you to the kitchen! Wonpil hyung cooked!" Dowoon beamed.

"Ah, jeez, Wonpil cooked?" Sungjin wrinkled his nose as Dowoon pushed him into the kitchen.

"Rude. I didn't put too much salt this time. Dowoon tasted it," Wonpil said as he served him his breakfast.

Dowoon pushed down Sungjin onto a chair while Sungjin watched Wonpil put scrambled eggs onto his plate. Dowoon put fried rice as well and poured him a glass of juice. Wonpil also served ramen.

"You didn't have to..." Sungjin frowned.

"We want to," Wonpil muttered.

Sungjin's heart lightened as he took a deep breath, "Come eat with me, then."

Dowoon sat on his right and Wonpil on his left.

"We didn't plan anything for you today, actually. Just cooked your breakfast and that's it," Dowoon giggled.