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pov: it was the day before your birthday, but unlike the past few years, there was no excitement fluttering in your chest—only silence and a growing ache. jake, your boyfriend of three years, hadn’t sent a single message all day. no good morning, no check-in, not even a subtle hint that he remembered tomorrow was your special day. it was unlike him. jake was never the type to forget, especially something as important as your birthday. that made the silence heavier… unbearable, even. you kept glancing at your phone, hoping, praying for a notification. but every time your screen lit up, it wasn’t him. you told yourself not to text him first. let him remember. if he still cares, he will. but doubt had already started creeping in, whispering things you didn’t want to hear. maybe he’s not as in love as before. maybe he’s tired of you. by midnight, your eyes were still locked on your phone, desperately waiting for something—anything—from him. but nothing came. and so, you cried. silently, painfully, as the thoughts in your head spiraled into worst-case scenarios. eventually, the exhaustion from your tears lulled you into sleep. the next morning, you were stirred awake by a delicious smell wafting through the apartment. confused, you blinked the tears from your eyes. curiosity overtook the weight in your chest as you slipped out of bed and tiptoed toward the kitchen. that’s when you saw him—jake—standing at the stove, carefully flipping pancakes, completely unaware of your presence. his familiar silhouette made your heart ache all over again. you didn’t know whether to feel relieved or angry. your vision blurred again, tears falling silently down your cheeks. he turned around at the sound of your soft sobbing. “oh, you're awake,” he said, offering you a warm smile. it felt like a cruel contrast to the cold emptiness you’d felt all night. “what are you doing here?” you asked, your voice cracking as you wiped away your tears, half-yelling, half-choking on the words. jake turned off the stove, stepping toward you with careful eyes. “happy birthday, love.” your heart twisted. “you forgot about it!” you snapped, stepping back just as he reached out to hug you. “no,” he said quickly, his expression falling into guilt. “i would never forget your special day. i’m sorry—i was trying to prank you.” his voice softened, nervous now. “i wanted to see if you’d remind me… but then you didn’t text back either…” you stared at him, shaking your head as more tears rolled down. “that’s not funny, jake. i thought you didn’t love me anymore…” his face dropped completely, eyes filled with regret. “i’m really sorry, love. i came here early to cook breakfast for you, and i planned a whole day for us. please forgive me,” he whispered, gently reaching to wipe your tears. you sighed, trying to steady your breathing. it’s your birthday. you didn’t want to start it with a fight. “fine,” you muttered coldly, your voice still fragile. you didn’t smile, but you let him hold you. he wrapped his arms around you tightly, as if he feared you’d slip away if he didn’t. “thank you,” he whispered. “and happy birthday again, my love.” he kissed your forehead gently, staying close. you sat down to eat the breakfast he prepared—pancakes, eggs, and a little fruit bowl with a candle in it. slowly, the tension in your chest began to melt. after eating, you went to freshen up and changed into a beautiful dress for your birthday. when you stepped out of your room, jake was waiting in the living room. the moment his eyes met yours, he froze. “stop staring at me like that,” you said, rolling your eyes playfully. “i-i’m sorry,” he stammered, grinning. “i just can’t believe that the girl in front of me right now is my girlfriend.” you laughed and playfully slapped his arm. the rest of the day was filled with laughter and love. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jake #JAKE #simjaeyunedit #simjaeyun #SIMJAEYUN #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites
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