Everyone erupted into conversation at once. All the boys ran over to Taehyung and pulled him into quick bro hugs, before asking him how he had been. 

He answered them easily, smiling and chatting as if he hadnt been gone for the past year. We all went over to the living room area and sank into the couches or bean bags, except for me, who sat cross-legged on the floor next to Yoongi's beanbag, and taehyung, who sat on the floor facing me, leaning against the couch behind him. 

Everyone was smiling and joking, and I began to zone out of the conversations around me like I often did. 

So many voices could be heard at once, so I just let them blend together in my head, not bothering to comprehend any of the sentences. I leaned back, laying my head on yoongi's knee as he turned his fingers in my hair. His long, graceful fingers...

"Y/n?"

"Huh?" I jerked my head up suddenly. In the blur of ambient voices, I clearly heard Yoongi say my name. I looked up at him, but it seemed as if he was mentioning my name in passing to taehyung, not calling me to ask a question.

"No, of course not, Taehyung, that's weird," he said. "Y/n is like my sister," he continued, patting my head.

"I don't know, hyung, it kinda looked like that what with the hugs and the kisses and the... physical contact in general, since from what I remember you don't like it," Taehyung said, smiling. "But sorry for assuming."

"Ah it's fine," Yoongi replied. "From what I know, y/n is doing just fine in the guy department," he said, smirking, making me blush.

"Yoongi!"

"Y/n met this guy at the mall last week and he's been flirting non stop," Yoongi told Taehyung. I groaned and buried my face in my hands. Thankfully, before he could say anything else, Jin interrupted all the conversations.

"Guys it's cake time!" Jin exclaimed. Really? It was 12 already?

We ushered Yoongi to the front and namjoon forced a little party hat onto his head. He groaned, but we refused to let him take it off. 

Hoseok brought the cake to the table from the kitchen counter, placing it on the table gently, while Jimin brought a candle to put on it. I lit the candle, and we began singing (or rather shouting) for Yoongi, sounding deranged and somewhat hysterical, but we made it work, and when he blew the candle out, he had a huge smile plastered on his face. 

He carefully cut a small piece of the cake and fed a little bit to each of us, after taking one huge bite himself. I made sure only to take a small bite, since it was really sweet, which I didn't like.

 Yoongi was then about to start cutting up other pieces to put in the plates for everyone to eat, when I heard what sounded like a battle cry, and then felt something smack the left half of my face.

Yoongi and the others burst out laughing, and I followed suit as soon as I processed what had happened.

Taehyung had tried to chuck a piece of cake at yoongis face, but he had missed by a few inches and it ended up hitting me instead. Tae was red in the face, muttering apologies profusely, asking me to forgive him. I grinned, and slowly walked over to him, picking up a piece of cake. 

I raised my hand like I was going to hit him, and he flinched, closing his eyes. I smeared the cake over his cheek slowly, leaving three lines of thick cream streaked across his face. 

For a second, there was complete silence, as if everyone was waiting for the oncoming explosion, and then- chaos.

It was a full on war, every man for himself. Bits of cream and frosting flew everywhere as my friends and I chased each other around, trying to get more frosting on each other. After a few minutes, however, we ran out of chaotic energy, and began slowly cleaning up. 

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