"Yoongi! Where are you?", I asked.

"I'm at work. Why?"

"Nothing I just wanted to know what you were doing today", I said.

"Just work. Nothing exciting. Look I have to go. I'll call you later okay?"

I hung up the phone and sat down on my bed.

He couldn't have forgotten can he? No I'm sure he's just messing with me.

A couple of minutes later, I received a phone call from my best friend.

"Hey Jungkook", I said.

"Happy birthday! I have a cupcake with your name on it. Literally. Your name is on the cupcake."

"A cup cake? I thought you said I was getting a huge cake", I said.

"This is just a preview of your actual cake. So what are you doing?"

"Nothing. Just waiting for Yoongi. I thought he had a day off today", I said.

"That's weird. He told me he would get the day off for your birthday. They probably didn't let him."

"He didn't tell me though. That's odd. He probably has something planned for me and is pretending he doesn't know", I said.

"Yeah that's probably it. Anyways I will be there in 10 minutes. So be ready to go out."

I changed and fixed my hair a bit so I wouldn't look like a zombie. I had enough time to fix myself up before Jungkook arrived. When I opened the door, Jungkook was holding a small cupcake on one hand and a gift with some flowers on the other.

"Happy birthday!", he yelled.

"I thought you only had a cupcake for me", I said.

"That would make me a horrible best friend. Anyways, eat your cup cake, accept these flowers and open your gift", he said.

"Mmm chocolate", I said as I took a bite of the cupcake.

I put the flowers in a vase and opened my gift. It was a small album filled with pictures.

"When did you take these?", I asked him.

"I started taking them a year after we met", he said.

"These are great. Thanks. I'll put it in my bedroom where it's safe. Or maybe in the living room", I said.

"So are you ready?", he asked.

"For what?", I said.

"I'm gonna take you out to eat. We'll have the cake later", he said.

Later? Maybe they are planning something for me. But why is Jungkook telling me we're having the cake later and Yoongi never mentioned anything?

We spent a couple of hours eating and shopping. He paid for all of the things I bought. I felt bad because he's wasting his money on me. Then he gets a call from his boss saying he has to go to work so we had to cut the cake some other time.

He dropped me off at home a while later and left. It was almost time for Yoongi to get out of work so I took a shower and put on a nice dress. I curled my hair and put more make up than usual. I had some black high heels I bought a year ago and never wore them. They still fit but I felt weird wearing them.

Hours pass and I heard nothing from Yoongi. He must be running late. I paced back and forth, leaving voicemails for Yoongi but no response.

11:34pm. I'm still pacing back and forth. I took out my phone and dialed Jungkook's number.

"(Y/n)? What's up?"

"Hey Jungkook. Is Yoongi with you? I keep calling him but he doesn't answer his phone", I said.

"No I haven't seen him all day."

"Jungkook.. I think he forgot my birthday", I said.

"He couldn't have. I should call him to see if he answers."

"No that's okay Jungkook. It's almost over anyways. Goodnight", I said before hanging up.

I put my phone aside and sat down on the kitchen table. I couldn't keep the tears in. I just started crying and crying until I fell asleep.

It was around 2am when I felt a hand on my arm. I opened my eyes and saw Yoongi with a soft smile. I sat up and wiped the remaining tears that were on my face.

"I'm sorry (y/n). When I got back from work I was so tired I ended up falling asleep", he said.

"Did you forget that it was my birthday? I thought you were just pretending but then I never heard from you. I even got ready for you", I said.

"Honestly..yes I did forget. It's just I had a lot of paper work I had to finish. I was too focused on that. I did have something planned for your birthday but the tickets don't work now. I was gonna take you to Hawaii for the weekend. Don't worry, I can get other plane tickets. I'll make it up to you", he said.

"No it's fine you don't have to. But you do have to sleep next to me if you want to make it up to me", I said.

"Really? I kinda don't want you to change. You look really nice in that dress. Your make up is a little ruined though", he said.

I grabbed my small mirror from my purse and my eyes widened as I saw mascara run down my face. I basically look like a raccoon.

"A little?? I'm a mess", I said.

"Well at least your dress isn't ruined", he said.

"Just my dress?? What about my hair??", I asked him.

"Uh..", is all he said.

I looked back at my mirror and noticed parts of my hair was up.

"Ugh. This a waste. I spent a lot of time doing my hair and make up", I whined.

"Don't worry about it. We're gonna sleep anyways. You can put this dress on again when I take you out and do your hair and makeup", he said.

"Okay. Well you're gonna have to help me take off this dress", I said.

"Oh really?", he smirked.

"Yeah. It took me ten minutes to zip up the zipper and was having a hard time trying to unzip it", I said.

"Oh...", he said.

"Did you think something else? Oh my god Yoongi!", I started blushing.

"What? You're the one who said I had to help you take off your dress. What was I supposed to think?", he laughed as he hugged me.

"Why are you so perverted?", I asked him.

"Why are you so beautiful?", he asked.

"Don't avoid the question", I said.

"Let's go to sleep. It's late", he said.

After changing and getting into bed, we talked for a little bit before feeling sleepy. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

"(Y/n)."

"Yeah?"

"Happy late birthday."