[8:42 Pm]

[8:42 pm]

long distance bf!ten has never been the type to celebrate his birthday, but when you surprise him at his front door at almost a quarter to nine, his eyes brighten up like someone who had been surprised with the best birthday party of his life.

he laughs as he lifts you up in uncontainable joy, and you squeal at the sudden elevation, laughing with him as you wrap your arms around his neck. ten looks even more handsome in the moonlight, his eyes curving like two stunning crescent moons and his pearly white smile absolutely kissable. so you kiss him - a short peck to his lips as an attempt to encapsulate all the love you wanted to shower him with. he’s pleasantly surprised again - especially as he hasn’t seen you in person for so long - and giggles as he carries you inside for a longer kiss and a midnight snack.

you wish the night would last forever. you wish that you didn’t have to go back home early in the morning for work; you wish that you could go on dates with ten more than a few times a year; you wish that the love of your life didn’t live six hours away from you.

you wish you could stay wrapped in ten’s arms forever, talking on the sofa of his living room, an island of laughter and warmth in the silent city enveloped by darkness, staring into his eyes and feeling like the only two people in the world.

but you can’t, so you press another kiss to ten’s lovable lips as you whisper happy birthday.

2.9.2020

[happy birthday johnny, i love you]

you can never forget johnny - because of his big heart, yes, but also because of all the little things he’d do.

he’d constantly show up with small gifts at your door because he remembered something random you said one time - like the time you told him that you watched a lot of dora as a kid and that boots was your favorite character, and he bought you a mini-boots plushie at the airport months later because it reminded him of you. 

he’d send you videos of him kissing the camera repeatedly when he missed you, spamming your phone with “i love you so much” texts until you were giggling hysterically at his persistence in getting you to say it as many times as he was saying it. 

he’d be so eager to model for your photography or art, although you knew he probably wanted to be away from the camera on days he was off. johnny claimed that you taking a picture of him was different somehow - he loved to see how you saw him.

he’d slip one hand into your hair as you kissed, careful that you wouldn’t strain your neck because he was so much taller than you, and he’d wrap the other arm around your waist.

he’d bow deeply to your parents and would help them wash the dishes after each meal - although they told him not to since he was a guest - conversing smoothly with them until all of them were laughing at his stories. the true highlight, though, was slipping your hand into his clammy one at the end of the day as he confessed how nervous he’d been in case he slipped up in front of your parents. you would giggle, tippy-toe to press a kiss to his cheek, and tell him that wouldn’t happen. your parents adored him.

he’d drum his fingers in a specific pattern whenever he thought of you; the pattern that the both of you later found out was morse code for “my love.” johnny had the faintest memory of memorizing morse code in middle school, but hadn’t realized that it was still embedded in his subconsciousness. 

you had loved him all the more.

[7:25 pm]

best friend!jaehyun loves laughing at your stupid jokes, letting you steal his hoodies every time you go out during winter, and patting your back when you cry. he loves getting ice cream with you during the winter, the cold air blowing on the tips of both of your red noses as you walk side by side, glued to each other for warmth but still taking greedy bites of ice cream. he loves having you come over so that you can paint together in his back porch - he usually paints you while you paint his dog, a beautiful golden retriever (he swears you’re only friends with him for his dog). he loves picking you up in the morning with his rusty old hyundai and being the first one to see you awake in the morning besides your family. he loves listening to you rant about random snippets of topics you’ve suddenly developed an insuppressible passion for, and loves listening to you absentmindedly hum the song that’s been stuck in your head for hours. he loves having you lean your head on his shoulder as you doze off after a difficult day, and loves leaning on your head to take a nap himself, as well. 

but above all, jaehyun loves you.

jaehyun would love to kiss your tears away when you cry. he would love to taste your ice cream from your lips and nuzzle your frozen noses together. he would love to paint hearts next to your face on his canvas - he would love to paint so many hearts that the background would barely be visible to you. he would love to give you morning kisses as you step into his car in the morning. he would love to hear you say you love him; he would love to tell you that every One Direction song he hears at your usual café - as cheesy as they are - keep reminding him of you. every time you lean your head on his shoulder, jaehyun realizes that he would love to entwine his fingers with yours and tell you he loves you and kiss you good night and everything in between - but he knows he’s just your best friend.

[9:14 AM]

church boy!mark entwines his fingers with yours as you hold hands in prayer, silently praying you won’t feel his heart thumping through his fingers.

[11:05 am]

every time you and best friend!mark break into laughter at another stupid joke, both of you subconsciously smack best friend!johnny’s shoulder, causing johnny to playfully shout “ow!” as he leans back from the both of you.

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