Today is December already and Mr. Jeon celebrates his fifty-second birthday. I was invited for a simple dinner. It's nothing grand, just me, Jungkook and his friends.

I asked for an early leave earlier and Yana was furious that she can't come along. I still haven't told her about what Yoongi and I talked about except for the party planning on the next three days.

I stopped by at some clothes shop to buy a simple shirt for Mr. Jeon. I always buy a shirt for my dad whenever it's my dad's birthday.

Personally speaking, it is difficult to give a present to a man. No matter how close you are to them, you'll never know the things they have their eyes on. They're very secretive when it comes to the things they want. So I just give them what I think they like.

After wrapping Mr. Jeon's gift, I made my way home discreetly when I noticed that the rest are already inside the Jeon's house.

I wore a simple hoodie and skinny jeans accompanied with white sneakers. Snow started falling since yesterday and it will be extremely cold outside if I only wear my polo shirts.

I still can't believe how incredibly I've morphed when I look at the mirror. I really look like a man, less the big biceps and broad shoulders.

As soon as I got ready, five minutes before eight I ran out of the house and stepped onto the Jeon's porch. Pushing the doorbell, I prepared my best smile to greet Mr. Jeon but when the door opened, my lips fell into a frown instead. "Busboy is here!" Yoongi announced.

I scowled at him but he continued smirking at me. "Is that how you say welcome?" I scoffed.

"Nah. I meant it." He teased.

"Funny. You can't even distinguish a bartender to a busboy, I pity the ants living in your brain." I fired back.

"Woah, easy. I was just kidding. Why are you so pissed at me?" He laughs placing his right arm on the doorway.

"You started it." I barked.

"Stop acting feisty bro, it's unattractive." He taunted me even more.

I was curling my fist into a ball when Mr. Jeon suddenly came into view and he saw how vexed I am. "Is something wrong?" The old man asked.

"Nothing." Yoongi suddenly slings his arm over my shoulder and I attempted to look pleased in front of the birthday celebrant.

"Happy birthday Mr. Jeon!" I walked away from Yoongi and approached Jungkook's dad with his gift on my hands.

"Oh, thank you!" He sounded really merry. After accepting my gift he pulled me into a man hug.

He keeps tapping my back and I swear I almost puked my snack earlier.

When he breaks away from the hug I faked a smile as I crinkled my eyes. "Come and eat." He guides me towards the very familiar kitchen.

I briefly turned my gaze to Yoongi and rolled my eyes.

"Deonne, you made it." Jungkook greeted as he opens his arms... for a hug?

No, no, no.

My feelings will escalate to another hundred percent if we did. "Are we supposed to hug?" I awkwardly moved away. "We just saw each other yesterday." I nervously giggled.

He didn't answer me, instead, he pulled me into a tight hug. "Nice seeing you too buddy." He said with a hint of small laughs.

He smells... edible.

What?! Damn it.

I slowly break out from his hug and smiled a little. "Dinner is ready, take a seat." Finally, I got to choose a seat which is far away from them, but Jungkook sat on my left, while Namjoon sits on the other side. Everyone got into their positions.

"Thank you all for coming and for wishing me happy birthdays. This dinner might be simple but it warms my heart to see you all together." Mr. Jeon gives a short speech.

Hoseok started to hum the happy birthday song and all of us joined in while Jin was busy lighting the candles on the cake during the melody. After we finished singing, Mr. Jeon blew the candles and made his wish silently.

"So that's it, di-"

"Dig in?" Taehyung is unexpectedly excited about the food.

Jungkook suddenly scoots closer and whispered something to my ear. "He loves potato noodles." His hot breath brushes under my ear and I felt electricity traveling all over my body.

Surprised by his sudden action, I looked at him and our foreheads clapped.

"Ouch!"

"Ah!"

Jungkook and I had the same reaction with our hands on our own foreheads. After wincing in pain and looked around and the rest of them are staring at us with amused faces.

"Look at our two baby boys being clumsy." Jimin started and rest laughed at his comment.

"How old are you Deonne?" All of a sudden the celebrant asked.

"I'm turning twenty-two in February," I tell him with courtesy and he just hummed as soon as he heard the information.

"February what?" Hoseok asked and all of them are waiting for my answer. I understand their curiosity, they all know each other and they all barely know me.

"Seventeen."

"What? We were almost birthday twins." Hoseok said in full dismay.

"Advance greetings to you," Jin said.

Why do I feel like instead of Mr. Jeon's birthday we are currently celebrating mine?

"Can we just dig in?" Taehyung butts in with deep voice accompanied by an impatient smile and excessively blinking wide eyes.

"Yeah. Dig in everyone." Mr. Jeon chuckles.

The dinner went surprisingly a bit normal, a few storytellings, gift-giving, and more of pulling someone's chain.

"Taehyung, since you're the one who ate a lot, can you send this food to Deanna?" Everyone looked up at the old man.

"Sure, uncle," Taehyung said with food in his mouth. Taehyung was about to get the food containers inside the kitchen when I stood up from my seat, gathering everyone's attention.

"I'll do it." I volunteered.

"Ooh, someone has a rival." Yoongi remarks and I just ignored it.

"Do you know her?" Mr. Jeon asked.

"Yes. I was the one who checked on her days ago." I told the old man and he just nodded. "Besides, I'm already full. I could take a walk outside." I tried to add more convincing words.

"Sure, go ahead." Mr. Jeon permits me.

"I'll come with you." Jungkook suddenly stands next to me. His statement surprised me but none of them seemed shocked as I am.

"You know you can't son." Mr. Jeon warns.

"I'll come with him instead. Besides, two is better than one." Yoongi presented, and this time no one objected.

"How about two in one?" Jimin wiggles his eyebrows. I don't get what he meant by that.

"You mean coffee?" Taehyung questioned.

"Just shut your filthy mouths." Jin was vexed. I think he wants a proper meal with proper and decent people to eat with.

A minute later I went out with Yoongi. I had no choice.

"Don't tell me you're trying to hit on the Jeon's princess neighbor." Yoongi strived for a casual conversation but he is not getting it. Not from me.

"Nah. She's not my type." True, I'm not gonna date myself if given the chance.

"Looks like no one is home." Said Yoongi the moment we arrived in front of our house. He knocked on the door thrice and of course, no one is answering.

"Anybody home?" I played along.

"Will someone answer you if they're not?" Yoongi rolls his tiny eyeballs.

"Just trying to help." I shrugged. I can't afford Mr. Jeon knowing that Deanna is not home, he'll tell it to my parents. "I'll check the back door, try knocking at the windows," I instructed.

"What? That sounds ridiculous." He said in disbelief.

"You'll never know." I gave him a convincing smile before heading at the backyard while he forced himself to just follow my suggestion.

I made my moves fast as much as possible. I unlocked the back door using the keys when I heard footsteps coming near me. "Deonne! No one is answering! Let's go!" Yoongi shouts.

I can feel his presence moving closer so I quickly slid the tower of food containers on the floor before locking the door again. When Yoongi appeared, I pretended to bow in front of the door.

"Why are you worshipping this ugly house?" Yoongi asks.

I mentally scolded him for calling our house ugly.

"The girl took the food she said to send Mr. Jeon her regards." I lied.

"Really?" He asked one more time and I just nod. "Weird. Whatever, let's go."

Tailing him, I heaved a deep breath.

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All of them decided to do karaoke after, and I have no say about it.

I just remained silent because when the heavens showered singing talents, I was in deep slumber inside our house.

Stunningly, everyone is great at singing and even rapping.

Of course, excluding me.

They entertained Mr. Jeon with their talents, Jungkook even forced me to dance with them. Well, I'm out of options so I just went with the flow.

At first, I can see the hint of laughter in their faces when I tried dance breaking in front, like literally. Since what I'm doing is to make Mr. Jeon happy, I did my part willingly. I actually had fun, they might've taunted me with my poor skills but they still cheered for me.

When Mr. Jeon felt sleepy, the guys went home too. Hoseok even asked me that he will give me a ride but if I accepted his offer I'll just find myself on a cab towards my way back here again.

"Do you want me to walk with you outside?" Jungkook asks and I frowned at him. "Right, I can't go out." He chuckles.

My favorite song of the day.

"Anyways, tell you're dad I had fun and thank you." With that being said, I was ready to walk out when I forgot something.

"Oh, by the way, I'm sorry for... you know?" I point my index finger at my forehead and he smiled.

"It's okay." He assured me with a beautiful smile.

"Really?"

"You're forgiven, Deonne." He repeated with a prince-like tone in a playful manner.

I hope Deanna gets your forgiveness someday too.