Babymonster One Shot

Midnight Party For Rami | BABYMONSTER

The dorm was unusually quiet, but a palpable buzz of excitement hung in the air. Babymonster had been pushing themselves to the limit in preparation for their highly anticipated full album and comeback. Yet, despite their exhaustion, something even more important occupied their minds—Rami’s birthday. They couldn’t let the day pass without making it special.

As the oldest member, Ruka took the initiative. During one of their rare breaks in the practice room, she gathered everyone together, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper so Rami wouldn’t overhear. “We’ve all been working so hard, but we need to celebrate Rami’s birthday. Since we’ll be busy, what if we surprise her at midnight?”

The others nodded in enthusiastic agreement, smiles breaking through their fatigue. Each of them understood how much Rami meant to their little family, and nothing—not even the mounting pressure of their upcoming comeback—would deter them from celebrating.

Ruka continued, her eyes sparkling with determination. “Let’s make this a night to remember. Rora, could you bake the cake?”

Rora’s face brightened instantly. “Of course! I’ll make her favorite—chocolate chip cookies too.” Her talent for baking was legendary among the group, and Rami had always had a soft spot for Rora’s cookies.

Ahyeon raised her hand with a grin. “I’ll handle the decorations!”

Pharita, bubbling with energy, added, “Count me in! We can make the living room a birthday wonderland together.”

Ruka smiled at their enthusiasm, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. “I’ll help, too. Asa, could you whip up something delicious to drink? How about a refreshing fruit juice?”

“Absolutely! Leave it to me,” Asa replied with a wink. “I’ll make the best fruit juice she’s ever tasted!”

Turning to Chiquita, Ruka said, “Chiquita, can you keep Rami occupied? We need her out of the way so we can set everything up.”

Chiquita nodded, a playful grin spreading across her face. “No problem! I’ll have her watch movies with me in her room. She won’t suspect a thing.”

The plan was set. Chiquita and Rami sank into the cozy confines of Rami’s room, surrounded by blankets and pillows, as they dove into a marathon of Rami’s favorite films. They laughed and shared popcorn, the hours slipping away unnoticed. Rami never once suspected that the rest of the group was busily crafting a surprise just for her.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Rora set to work with focused determination. As she mixed the cake batter, she poured a little extra love into each step, determined to create something perfect for Rami. The rich scent of vanilla filled the air as the cake baked, and she soon began on her famous chocolate chip cookies, carefully measuring each ingredient with precision. The aroma of fresh cookies wafted through the dorm, drawing curious glances from the other members who couldn’t help but peek into the kitchen, their faces lit with anticipation.

In the living room, Ahyeon, Pharita, and Ruka transformed the space into a birthday wonderland. Ahyeon expertly hung a “Happy Birthday” banner across the wall, her fingers deftly arranging the letters. Pharita draped colorful streamers from corner to corner, adding splashes of color that brightened the room. Ruka, busy blowing up balloons, laughed quietly, her heart swelling with joy as the room transformed into a festive haven, a perfect reflection of their camaraderie.

Asa joined them, blending fresh fruits to create a vibrant, refreshing juice. She took great care to balance the flavors, her excitement growing with each step. Every detail mattered to her—this night was about celebrating Rami, and she wanted everything to be just right.

By the time midnight rolled around, the dorm was ready. The cake sat proudly in the center of the table, its candles flickering softly, while Rora’s cookies and Asa’s fruit juice were neatly arranged beside it. Balloons bobbed gently in the air, and the room radiated a warm, inviting glow, promising a night filled with love and laughter.

Ruka knocked gently on Rami’s door, and Chiquita opened it quickly, barely containing her excitement. “Rami, come out for a second! We need you for something important.”

A sleepy Rami shuffled closer, her hair tousled and eyes half-closed. “What is it? It’s late…” she mumbled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

The moment she stepped into the living room, the lights flicked on, and all the members erupted in unison, “Happy Birthday, Rami!”

Rami stood frozen, her mouth agape in disbelief. She gazed around at the decorations, the cake, the cookies, and her favorite fruit juice. The sheer amount of effort they had poured into making her birthday special overwhelmed her, and tears filled her eyes.

“You guys…” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Rora stepped forward, holding out a plate of freshly baked cookies. “I made your favorite. I know how much you love these.”

“And I made the fruit juice,” Asa chimed in proudly, handing her a glass.

Ahyeon and Pharita stood by the decorations, beaming from ear to ear. “We took care of the party setup!” Pharita exclaimed, giving a thumbs-up.

Ruka, standing beside Rami, gently placed a colorful party hat on her head. “We couldn’t let your birthday pass without a celebration, no matter how busy we are.”

Chiquita grinned mischievously. “And I made sure you didn’t find out, all thanks to our movie marathon!”

Rami wiped her eyes, overwhelmed with gratitude. “Even with everything going on, you did all this for me?” Her voice trembled with emotion.

Ahyeon teased lightly, “We’re idols, not robots! Birthdays are important!”

Laughing, Rami made her way to the table, her heart racing with joy. She closed her eyes for a moment, silently wishing for all the dreams she held close. Then she blew out the candles, the flames flickering out as if agreeing with her secret hopes. The moment the candles were extinguished, cheers erupted, and everyone eagerly began cutting the cake, passing out slices and pouring glasses of Asa’s delicious fruit juice.

The members spent the next hour laughing, enjoying Rora’s cookies, and reminiscing about their journey as a group. The weight of their impending comeback faded into the background, replaced by the warmth of their bond and the joy of celebrating Rami’s special day. In that moment, despite the pressures of their busy lives, they had made time for each other—because that’s what family does.

As the night drew to a close, Rami looked around at her friends, her heart swelling with love. “Thank you, everyone. This is the best birthday I’ve ever had. I don’t know how to express how much this means to me.”

The others exchanged knowing smiles, their own hearts swelling with affection. They didn’t need to say anything—they all understood that moments like this, no matter how small, were what kept them strong as a group. Babymonster wasn’t just a team; they were a family.