"First of all I would like to thank you all for coming tonight, and second of all I would like for us to sing happy birthday to Jisung." Chan was standing on chair, the eight of them gathered on the top floor of the company, floor 12.
Jisung sat in a rolling chair, pointed birthday hat on his head while a cake sat in front of him, nineteen candles donning the top.
"Now you can stop lying by saying your nineteen! You're now actually nineteen!" Seungmin cheered as Jisung playfully hit him on his arm.
"On three!" Woojin cheered, counting down until they all sung happy birthday to Jisung, the young squirrel turning a shade of red before blowing out all the candles with a big smile.
"What's going on here?" All eight boys stared at the door, a confused Minho standing there, Hyunso's hand in his.
"Happy birthday to Jisung?" Chan said with a small smile, the statement coming out as a question.
"Happy birthday Jisung!" Hyunso cheered before running to the cake and staring at it with longing eyes.
"So, it's your birthday?" Minho asked Jisung as he watched Hyunso carefully carrying a paper plate with a piece of cake on it, his tongue sticking out from concentrating.
"Yeah, I'm uh. Im nineteen now." Hearing this Minho looked at Jisung with an open mouth.
"You were eighteen?"
"Daddy! Here's your cake!" Hyunso held out the plate to Minho, the elder taking it with a small smile.
"Thank you Hyun." Ruffling his hair the little boy ran off, leaving the two alone, a piece of cake between them.
"Happy birthday Jisung."
"Thank you Minho."
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fiksi Penggemar[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
