Sunday, March 9th
The weekend came before he knew it, and thus did the day Yoongi had nearly forgotten of. March 9th, his birthday. He had taken off work, and conveniently, his best friend wasn't scheduled to work, meaning the two were free to do as they pleased to celebrate the occasion. Yoongi's parents planned to take him out for dinner. So Namjoon could have the birthday boy all to himself until then.
At eight in the morning, Yoongi's phone started vibrating on his bedside table. Sleepily, he took it in his hand and squinted at the bright screen.
Joongles has updated his snapchat story!
"Oh, great." Yoongi rubbed his eyes, heaving a sigh. "I already know what this is gonna be about."
He reluctantly opened the app.
Yoongi, too lazy to respond using the same platform, quickly switched over to his messaging app.
Yoongi: why the heck did u put that on ur story
Joonie: happy birthday~~~
Yoongi: take it down
Joonie: open ur front door
Joonie: guess who's in frnt of it
Yoongi: i hope its the mailman come to bash my head with a newspaper
Joonie: Yoongi no u just recovered from a concussion
Joonie: also its me
Joonie: [image sent]
Yoongi: tf u wearing
Joonie: clotehse
Joonie: *clothes
Joonie: we're going out for breakfast dude
Joonie: ma sis told me if im going somewhere nice that i hafta wear smth nice u know how she is
Yoongi: why do u have on something different in ur snapchat
Joonie: lmao u noticed
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FanfictionYoongi has one friend and absolutely no interest in making any others. Insisting that Namjoon is all he needs, he spends his days hiding peacefully in his friend's shadow, never daring to venture outside his comfort zone because he deems it unnecess...