55: Celebration.

"Sir?" Minho hummed, absent mindly twirling the resin ball on the table, a small smile playing over his lips as he remembered the day he spent lavishly with his husband.

He lightly blushed remembering a wrecked Jisung under him, panting and sweating with the naughty activities they did together a few days ago.

"Sir!"

"What!?" His secretary looked at him like he had grown two heads, making Minho aware of his surroundings. Minho straightened up coughing a bit to hide his embarrassment. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"The MNB group's show interview was rescheduled due to your missing case, so when should we schedule it?" His secretary asked, handing the rough files which Minho took in his hands, and started circling some dates, and rescheduled it, giving it back to his secretary who checked it making sure nothing was overlapping.

The secretary nodded, satisfied. "Sir, a reminder to your upcoming schedule and meeting. You will be having a business party at..." The secretary continued listing out Minho's schedule but all this time Minho was only thinking about Jisung who finally received his flight ticket to America for his exam.

The news was a bit saddeding for Minho because he finally confessed his feelings out and was having the time of his life with his lover, but now he has to let Jisung go.

However, Minho learned from his past mistakes therefore he wanted Jisung to chase after his dreams and Minho didn't want himself to be an obstacle for the younger.

But how can he when Jisung was showering him with love and affection?

Jisung was a lot clinger than he thought. Was it because he was Jisung's first love? Surely, Minho did have many relationships but they didn't last longer than six months and he never took them seriously as for a fact that he knew they approached him for what he had.

"So that's all." Minho snapped out of his thoughts hearing his secretary's voice and nodded. He then looked at the digital clock and saw it was already twenty past eleven.

" Let's call it a night." The secretary let out a sigh in relief and stood up.

"By the way, Sir?" Minho looked up watching his secretary smile.

"Happy Birthday," Minho stared at his secretary in surprise. "Birthday? What day is it?"

"December 30." Minho immediately took his phone out and to his surprise it was indeed his birthday. He immediately skimmed through his message and saw messages from banks, his fans and news about his birthday but there was none from his family especially Jisung which made his mood to drop.

Sighing he stood up, giving out a small smile to his secretary. "Thank you for the wishes. Have a nice drive."

"You too, Sir." Minho nodded, leaving the office and took the elevator - reaching the parking lot - and saw the driver waiting for him.

"Happy Birthday, Mr.Minho." Minho smiled, saying a word of gratitude to the old man, who had been working as a driver for him for the past twenty years.

The way back to his and Jisung's shared home was making his heart feel heavy. He would occasionally look at his phone waiting for a message but there was none.

Many questions started arising in his mind. It's not like he wasn't remembered of course he was because his images being posted over the big screen shows the world do remember his birthday, but the only people he wanted to hear it from and was meaningful was from his family.

Even the security uncle of the villa greeted him with a birthday wish. Minho forcefully smiled, feeling his heart break into pieces.

Sighing, he walked towards his home and started typing the password to open the door. After a few seconds the door opened and he got in and noticed it was dark inside. He saw lights on the kitchen area, so he took his steps towards there and saw Jisung standing by the counter, drinking water.

Jisung turned around -hearing the footsteps- and smiled making Minho smile a bit.

"You are back. Did you eat anything?" Minho shook his head, "Okay, take a shower then. I will prepare something." Jisung smiled and turned around, getting ready to cook.

Meanwhile Minho stood there, observing Jisung as his mind went to the situation where Jisung looked at him like it was another usual day. Jisung stopped slicing the carrot and looked around, noticing Minho was still there.

"What happened, Minho?" Minho snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head.

"Nothing. I am going then." Jisung nodded and proceeded to what he was doing before.

Minho entered the room and closed the door behind. He stripped down his clothes, slowly as there was nothing exciting to do anyways so why do everything quickly?

He took his time to take a shower, mind a mess. He closed his eyes and turned the shower knob off and wrapped a towel around his frame. Getting dressed up into a simple t-shirt and shorts, he sat on the bed, drying his hair, until he heard a big shout of help from Jisung.

Minho immediately stood up, got out of the room and ran downstairs. He cursed at the lack of light; holding the handrails not to trip over the steps. Jisung was someone to shut off lights when they weren't being used, whearse Minho was the complete opposite.

"Jisung!" He yelled out, but didn't get any response. Before he could even call out the latter in panic the lights went on, revealing all of his and Jisung's family along with Seungmin and Hyunjin standing downstairs.

"Happy Birthday, Minho!" Minho flinched as everyone yelled, popping the party-popper bomb. He slowly started coming down the stairs as the people present there started yelling out the birthday song in an arrhythmic manner instead of singing it out loud making Minho laugh.

By the time he reached downstairs, Jisung's friends, Minho's siblings and Jeongin took him in for a hug making him happy and giddy. That's when something clicked in his mind making him panic and the people hugging him noticed it.

"What happened?" Before Minho could answer, someone called him from behind making everyone, including Minho, look at the source of voice.

There stood Jisung, grinning widely while holding a purple velvet cake and candle that showed the number thirty; indicating Minho's age. Minho broke the hug and ran towards him- touching his cheeks - whether he was okay or not.

"Minho..." Jisung giggled, stopping Minho who looked at him with worried eyes, making Jisung feel a pang of guilt. "I'm okay, it was a small prank." Minho finally let out a sigh and looked at the cake then at Jisung who smiled widely.

"Make a wish." Minho nodded, closing his eyes, making a wish in his mind. He then opened his eyes and blew the candles as everyone started clapping hands.

I have to make merit tomorrow. He thought, smiling. Soon everyone started giving Minho gifts and all gathered around the table as the dinner was served

"What wish did you make?" Jisung whispered as everyone was busy either chatting or eating so no one was paying attention to them. Minho stopped mid-way with his spoon, then he looked at Jisung smiling.

"If I say it, it won't come true." Jisung pouted, showing his puppy eyes. However, Minho didn't give in to his charms and bopped his nose, making Jisung huff. Minho smiled and shook his head, finding Jisung's antics cute.

After having a pleasant dinner, everyone just chatted for a bit, until they left the apartment leaving the couple behind. Jisung glanced at Minho and noticed that the latter was tired.

"Minho, why don't you take some rest?" Minho shook his head as he glanced at the room, seeing the colourful papers scattered around the place, making a mess. Jisung looked at it and sighed. "It's just a small mess. It won't take much time to clean. I will do that."

"But ..."

"No, but. Go and take some rest." Minho let out a defeated sigh and walked upstairs to their shared room. He opened the door and plopped down the bed.

He felt instantly relaxed, but didn't feel like sleeping. He, therefore, took his phone from the nightstand and started skimming through the phone for minutes, smiling at the wishes his fans left behind.

"Oh? You didn't sleep yet?" Minho stopped scrolling as he looked up only for his eyes to widen in shock and utter disbelief.

There stood Jisung, wearing a long red shirt - which was Minho's shirt- while leaning against the door frame with crossed arms. Minho gulped unconsciously, as he let his eyes roam around his husband's frame without feeling any ounce of shame.

"So... what do you want for your birthday?" Jisung asked, pushing himself away from the door frame as he walked towards Minho, his lips forming into a mischievous smile when he noticed the visible boner that was forming over Minho's pants.

Minho looked up, staring at his husband's eyes, reflecting the same glint of lust as Jisung stopped near him, looking down while biting his lips which looked seductive in Minho's eyes.

"You." Saying this Minho pulled Jisung by his waist, making Jisung squel in surprise as the elder pushed him down the bed.