PitBabe Cast: Imagines

SailubPon: Birthday ...

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the bustling city streets as Sailub thought of the evening traffic. It was April 30th, and the weight of the impending midnight hour pressed on his mind. Tomorrow or hours later was Pon's 30th birthday, a milestone Sailub had been planning for weeks. 

He glanced at his car, where a neatly wrapped package sat, containing a pair of designer shoes Pon had been eyeing, the latest BTS album, and a matching set of couple bracelets he'd picked out after hours of deliberation. But as he thought more, Sailub couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't enough. Pon deserved something extraordinary, something that would make him feel as cherished as he truly was.

Sailub had always been the type to overthink, his tall frame and stoic demeanor belying the warmth and tenderness he held for the man he loved. Pon, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of energy and charm, his bunny teeth and petite frame making him impossibly cute. At 30, he still retained a childlike wonder, a quality that Sailub adored but also found challenging to match with grand gestures.

The day had been hectic, with both of them tied up in schedules. Pon had deliberately left his car at home, claiming he didn't want to drive back after a long day. Sailub had seen through the excuse immediately—Pon wanted to spend time with him, especially as the clock struck midnight. It was a simple request, but one that Sailub was determined to fulfill in the most memorable way possible.

As he and Pon were finishing their schedule, Sailub took a moment to gather himself. He wanted everything to be perfect. The car, a matte black BMW, was spotless, the gifts carefully arranged, and the atmosphere inside cool and inviting. When Pon emerged, his face lit up at the sight of Sailub leaning against the car, his broad shoulders and confident stance a comforting presence.

"Hey," Pon said, his voice soft and tinged with fatigue. "Thanks for offering to send me home."

"Of course," Sailub replied, his tone gentle as he opened the passenger door for Pon. "You looked tired. Thought you could use a ride."

Pon slid into the seat, his small frame sinking into the leather upholstery. He smiled gratefully, his eyes flicking briefly to the backseat before meeting Sailub's gaze. "What is this?," he murmured, his voice laced with affection.

"It's your birthday," Sailub said, closing the door and walking around to the driver's side. "And I want it to be special."

The drive to Pon's condo was quiet, punctuated only by the soft hum of the radio and the occasional laugh as they reminisced about their day. Sailub stole glances at Pon, noticing the way the streetlights illuminated his features—the delicate curve of his jaw, the playful glint in his eyes. He felt a surge of love for this man who had brought so much joy into his life, and he knew that no gift, no matter how extravagant, could truly capture what he felt.

As they approached the condo, Sailub slowed the car, his mind racing. It was almost midnight, and he was nervous. Of course, he knew, Pon's birthday was about more than gifts; it was about connection, about celebrating the man he loved. On impulse, he turned down a side street, parking the car beneath the shade of a towering oak tree. The area was quiet, secluded, and bathed in the soft glow of the moon.

"P'Sai?" Pon asked, his voice tinged with confusion as he turned to face him. "Why are we stopping here?"

Sailub reached into the backseat, retrieving the wrapped gifts and placing them on Pon's lap. "I wanted to give you these before we go inside," he said, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "But I also wanted to give you something else."

Pon's eyes widened as he began to unwrap the presents, his excitement palpable. The shoes, the album, the bracelets—each gift elicited a delighted gasp, but Sailub could see the question lingering in his eyes. What else could there be?