2.20pm — soonyoung turns off the music and stops dancing when he sees you come into the practice room from the mirror.
“what brings you here?” soonyoung asks as he approaches you.
“you haven’t had lunch right?” you place your bag down as you take a sit on the bench in the corner of the practice room.
he looks at the clock and lets out a sheepish chuckle. “yeah, i've yet to perfect this choreography that i've started working on recently.”
“great! i was actually planning on packing lunch for you but i figured it would be better if we could have lunch together. i’ll wait for you, carry on.”
soonyoung nods and turns back the music back on. you watch as his body moved fluidly to the music, never missing a beat. you always loved watching soonyoung dance, it was one of the many charms of his that you fell in love with.
“you’re staring so intensely, am i that charming?” you snap out of your daze to see that soonyoung has already turned off the music and was currently chugging water before you. you took out the towel you brought from your home and stood up to help him to dab away the sweat on his face.
“how can i resist you when you’re dancing? you’re just too mesmerising.”
he laughs in amusement, “what’s gotten into you? when have you become so open with your admiration for me.” you shrug. “let’s go, i'm about to faint from hunger.”
once soonyoung changed into fresh clothing after a quick shower, the both of you leave the building to go to soonyoung’s favourite japanese restaurant.
you asked for a vip room and quickly ordered some of you and soonyoung’s favourites. light conversation flowed between the two of you as you exchanged interesting stories that happened to the both of you throughout the whole week, seeing as you were both too busy to actually meet up. when you both finished your meal, soonyoung stood up to leave, only to be stopped by you.
“wait, do you still have room for dessert?” confusion crossed his features as he stared at you. as if on cue, the lights in the room went out and the sliding door slid open. a waitress came in with a matcha cake lit with candles followed by a few other waitresses with party poppers as they sang the birthday song. you joined in as well, smiling and clapping as you watched soonyoung in absolute adoration.
soonyoung thanked the waitress and placed the cake on the table. when the waitress left and left the room you turned to face the birthday boy himself.
“happy birthday soonyoung! i bet you thought i forgot about your birthday! tricked you didn’t i.” you looked at him with a smug look.
to your surprise, soonyoung said nothing but pulled you right into his chest, locking his arms around you, “i actually thought you forgot.”
“i would never! now let go of me and blow out the candles, you’re suffocating me!”
laughing, soonyoung finally lets go of you and pecks your forehead, “thank you angel, you’re the best present i could ever ask for.”