truth and dare ; day6 jaepil

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once upon a hot summer day, wonpil was found standing by the door, stunned. his eyes were fixed on a pile of presents scattered on both floors of the bunk bed, on and underneath the two desks, on the floor—basically everywhere in the small room. he looked at them, realizing that he hadn't laid a finger on a single one, despite the fact that his birthday was weeks ago. was it because of his band's tight schedule? or because of his lack of productivity to tear the wrappers?

he heaved a sigh and shook his head. it didn't matter. what mattered the most was that he needed to open his gifts now, or else, he wouldn't be able to open them at all.

closing the door, he approached his first gift with an excited grin etched on his face.