By : Kanae
Featuring : Im YoonA/Lee Donghae – SNSD [Yuri, Hyoyeon] – Super Junior [Leeteuk, Hyukjae, Heechul] – SHINee [Minho]
Genre :
Status : Complete [Oneshot]
Word Count :
Author’s Notes / Warnings : Well… it’s long . Not as long as 'Til there are no stars anymore , but lengthy still. Speaking about that, the title for that inspired a part of this fic – you guys will get what I mean soon. Also, remember when I said That Sleep Was the fluffy-est thing I ever Had Written?
... Well, Scratch That. This one Takes the cake. It's fluffy to the ultimate level, I warn you all. So read at your own Risk!
In my defense, I wanted to make it (What Happens in the fic) as special as I Possibly Could, Because It's Yoong's birthday, and she Deserves the best ♥ Happy Birthday, Yoon, we love you ♥
Also
, Sadly it's kind of AU. When I started writing this the boy's trip to China Had not Been decided, so That was quite an Unplanned turn of events. Not to mention That wasn't yet the Dream Concert Scheduled to air on the 30th Model of Car, There Was still so Inkigayo. I debate whether to save this for nextyear or to disregard it altogether (since I’m not too happy with it), but at the end I decided to post it either way—Because hell, I bet Yoong and Hae would’ve liked to spend her birthday together.
Summary : It’s YoonA’s birthday, and as the minutes pass by Donghae is nowhere to be found.
And the moon just wouldn’t go down
-
At a quarter minus six in the morning, YoonA is sleepy (and having a fierce battle against herself and her desire to go back to bed).
However, besides the drowsiness there’s another feeling bubbling up inside of her and demanding her attention:
De light.
unnie Had Her (loudly) woken her up with an off-tune, remixed version of the traditional Chukha hamnida Saeng il, Along With A Few kicks and tickling Here and There for good measure. And how painful Despit WAS the song to her ears (it Should Be forbidden to make sleepy ears go Through the pain of listening to Such off-key singing) and insists Despit how to drag her feet across the floor on her way to the bathroom, as she tried (and kind of succeeded) to wipe the sleep away from her eyes-She Was utterly happy.
Incredibly so, Almost particular floating on her cloud, And It Was So Obvious That Could not help but laugh Yuri her butt off as she watched YoonA's contagious grin.
A few minutes later, as she brushes her teeth, YoonA cannot help but to giggle. She knew for a fact that there was a certain someone who had wanted to be the very first to congratulate her for her birthday, but he probably hadn’t anticipated that her unnies would beat him to it. Dimly, she wonders whether she had missed his call; knowing him, he might have called right as May 29th faded into May 30th, because he was dedicated like that. YoonA decides then that she would check her mobile as soon as she was done taking her shower, just to play safe.
Inwardly, YoonA kind of hopes that he hadn’t called. She would rather get the chance to tease him about not managing to be the first than to feel apologetic about not replying to his call.
As she replies to a new text message, YoonA lets her eyes wander to the digital clock of her whiteberry and she finds a soft smile curving her lips as her fingers swiftly move across the keyboard.
Donghae must have been really tired, due to the long day he and the boys had yesterday. YoonA hopes he’s sleeping well, and that he wouldn’t berate himself too hard for not managing to even be in the first hundred to wish her a happy birthday. After all, the best present he can give her is being well and healthy.
And loving her, of course. But that one went without saying.
(and,
well —YoonA has to admit that she wouldn’t mind if he wrote her t I WAS so tired That
I Fell Asleep on His keyboard right after Their performance monitoring. YoonA Wish That There Was a way for her to Reach out and hug him, pat His shoulder comfortingly so That He Would Understand That She Did not mind at all-it's not as if she Did not Know That I loved her dearly, she Need Did not waking him up at the break of dawn for her in order to Prove That.
Hyukjae goes through to similar procedure, except historical That Does not last nearly as long, and soon enough they're laughing as I tells her about the mistake
hilarious Had Yesung made DURING practice (Accompanied by the boy's loud aforemention Complaints as I tried to get Hyukjae to stop embarrassing him) and As They discuss What She Was planning to do for the day, whether they would be able to see each other or not.
Ryeowook, Kyuhyun, Yesung, Shindong and Heechul also take a few minutes to call her, each with their own (and
loud , in Shindong’s case) personal version of a Congratulations on your birthday, Yoong~
and by the time YoonA has finished getting teased by Heechul, her sides hurt from laughing so hard.
However, five minutes after Super Junior’s congratulatory spree, her phone still hasn’t rung with an all too familiar tune, and this time, YoonA cannot help but to blink, curiously and more than a bit confusedly as she stares down at the screen, wondering what might have caused the absence.
Perhaps Donghae hadn’t wanted to have her divided attention as the rest of his brothers congratulated her, or perhaps he was feeling apologetic about not being able to get there first and was coming up with a way of making it up to her.
Or perhaps he just wanted to talk to her when things calmed down, without having to hurry up his words, knowing that the clock was ticking and that he would have to return to practice soon.
There are so many possible reasons that explain his absence, so YoonA lets a smile posses her lips as she softly (and a little longingly) traces her phone’s screen, Taking STI wallpaper in with her eyes. It Was a very simple one, Just a few letters That Would Appear nonsensical to Anyone Who Did not Know That her-but to her meant to the world.
Beautiful, SDL
As she stands up from her chair, smiling still, it's no wonder That the Possibility of Donghae Forgetting her birthday events Does not cross her mind.
-
It's a quarter past eleven in the morning when to Yuri throws her arms around YoonA's neck and happily asks, loud enough only for Them to hear-
"So, What cheesy Things did my brother in law tell you ?
She sing-songs and YoonA chuckles, shaking her head softly as she leans back into her friend's hug, Returning it by Placing her hands on Yuri's arms.
"Nothing yet, unnie"
Yuri surprised loudly draws in a breath at the time she asks, "Ehhh?! Called He hasn't yet? "
YoonA rolls her eyes, smiles But all the same. "
That's What I Said, unnie. I Must Be really caught up in historical practice, nothing to go all up in arms for ~ "Yuri
frowns, Swaying slowly from side to side and making YoonA sway with her. It's thoughtfully That she adds after a FEW moments of silence, "That Does not sound like him Though, does it? Knowing how he's with you, i actually Expected to Be woken up at twelve am. In fact-I Was willing to forgive him for it and everything, That Way I Would adjuntosLXC -
It's around one pm That YoonA Stare at her reflection in the mirror (furrowed brows, eyes thoughtful, unhappy curl of the lips), her hand clutching her blackberry (Which still
Should Have A Reason. Because
Otherwise, It Would Be
too unlikable
Donghae-and YoonA Believe That she knows very well just
Which Things Can Fall on the category of
a
-Donghaeish.
Not coming up with an excuse to skip at least ten minutes of practice in order to Congratulate His GirlfriendWAS
end just one of Them, topped only by The Fact That Every single one of His fellow brothers Had Already Congratulate her, But I Had to Give Any signs yet of Being Alive. And she
Knew That He Was Alive. So really, What Was Up With His silence?
"He's planning something" She mutters under her breath, her brow furrowing even more.
Yeah, But what?
Asks a voice inside of her head, and YoonA pouts, a frustrated expression Slightly slipping Into her eyes.
"I do not know" She replies to herself, honestly. She Did not Have a clue, Which does not surprise WAS
Given
Who They Were talking about. Sure Thing That Could YoonA read him like an open book, Butdisbelieving look from the corner of her eye right before she goes back to her usual stretching routine.
By her side, Hyoyeon stares at her for a moment longer, and then chuckles, mirroring YoonA’s stretching.
“Yeah, true that” If Hyoyeon thought that she sounded even remotely
convincing, she was utterly mistaken. Her tone as well as the awkwardness of her chuckle didn’t pass unnoticed by YoonA, but the birthday girl discarded them all too easily.
It Did not matter if her chances That Thought Were unnie Donghae That Had forgotten about her birthday, YoonA Because Knew Better Than That. She Knew Better Than That, Because She Was Donghae as familiar with as she WAS with her own press. And More Than It Would take trivial Things like this to get her YoonA to Doubt Knowledge of the Man That Had stolen her heart. -
It's only around two and a half pm That vibrates her mobile again, and the smile slips off YoonA's lips like melting wax.
It Was a text from Heechul, Who Had a message to Give Her-
Donghae Had run out of credit, and to top off the battery That Of His blackberry Had Died on him, so I Would not Be Able to talk to her until he got to the dorm. However, he wished her a good day, and had also asked Heechul to tell her that he loved her.
But that had been it. Not a single thing that would indicate to her that he remembered what day it was.
No nothing.
Sitting down on a nearby chair, mind running a mile per hour, YoonA wonders just what
were the chances.
What were the chances of she being wrong. What were the chances of everyone , from Leeteuk to Kyuhyun congratulating her, and Donghae not getting a clue. What were the chances of Donghae, romantic and devoted boyfriend ultimate, being so busy that his girlfriend’s birthday would slip right past him?
Really,
what were the chances? “No way”
She breathes in, a mere whisper, and rereads Heechul’s message one more time, as if thinking that perhaps she missed something—
something
that would enlighten her as to
what
in the world was going on.
But Heechul’s words don’t change, and after rereading it for the fourth time YoonA’s eyes become unfocused, the words blurring together as her shoulders slouch.
It couldn’t be, right?
…
Right?
-
It’s a little past four pm and Minho gives her a smile, playfully poking her shoulder as he inquires, in such a way that to YoonA it looks a little
too
deliberate.
“What did hyung give you as present?”
The smile feels heavy on YoonA’s lips, but she still forces herself to keep it in place. She was still holding onto the thought of Donghae planning all of this, and Minho’s participation only made her want to hold onto the thought even tighter—however, with each passing minute (and despite her best efforts to keep it at bay) there was a certain bitter feeling that reeked of despair sneaking in through the cracks of her defense, and YoonA knew that sooner or later the feeling would g cake to the birthday girl, who was doing her best to enjoy herself despite the obvious missing piece.
Everyone had congratulated her already.
Everyone except for one person. And it would be all fine with YoonA, weren’t it for the fact that said aforementioned person was not anyone
, but rather
The
one. The one who stole her heart, the one she dreams of, the one who she wants to spend the rest of her life with—you name it, he is it. So when her mobile doesn’t (no matter how much she wills it to, no matter for how long she waits) ring with that all too familiar tune, she’s aware of its absence like one would be aware of an elephant standing in the middle of the room.
Because fact wne Lee Donghae.
And
suddenly —suddenly she feels like laughing
. And the feeling its infectious, exhilarating, bubbling up in her throat until it gets hard to breathe properly and her heart’s beatings become erratic.
“Donghae oppa, what are
you
—?” She begins to ask, her voice a little choked due to the choir of laughter and sheer
relief
way. But before she could say anything else he cuts her off, tilting his head to the side as he inquires, with innocent confusion as he sets the car in motion.
“Who is this ‘
Donghae
’ you speak of, YoonA-ssi? Do I know him?” CH
TMLXC YoonA Then blinks and blinks some more, a puzzled grin frozen in her face as she
just marvel about how far Donghae
WAS willing to take His little game.
"I ... you
May
" She Exclaims, only managing to Contain her laughter as she half-way bemusedly plays along, Adding for good measure "Have You Heard Super Junior, right? He's one of them " " Ah, right! "Says Donghae, a small sound of Recognition echoing in the depths of His throat. "I know Them, But I Can not Remember Which one is this guy Donghae" He Makes a pause only to inquire Then, Deliberately off handedly, "Is he handsome?"
YoonA have to bit back a roar of laughter That Makes Enjoyment with her eyes twinkle, her voice Acquiring a teasing edge as she replies, "A little ~ I have good historical angles, nothing too Impressive though" Donghae chuckles at her backhanded compliment, doing quite a good job at pretending That the subject of the conversation wasn't none Other Than Himself. "Poor Donghae, It Must Be Sad To Be so plain looking" He says, sounding sympathetic Almost, And Then Suddenly Becomes His voice lighter, cheerful even. "So, Does He Have Anything to make up for That flaw?" She
Were not so dry thoroughly amused by her boyfriend's act, she rolled her eyes Would Have, Being Able to see just a little too Easily WHERE WAS Donghae Towards Things heading.
Still, Taking the bait for him eat as naturally as breathing to her.
"He's funny" YoonA Begins, nodding, her thoughtfulness Mimicking features. "And he's kind. He's a really good dancer, too, and a good singer. He writes songs really pretty as well ~ But historical memory is Worse Than a fish's " Her words and her tone Donghae cause to laugh, But He Still Does not drop historical façade, Playing Along instead. "What Makes You Say That, Yoon-ssi?" "I forgot all about His girlfriend's birthday" Without hesitation YoonA replies, pouting, "Can You Believe That, oppa? How
mean is that? "
" Oh boy, she Must Be really angry right now, right? "He sounds a mixture entre amused and curious for the fate of this Other Donghae They Were talking about, and YoonA nods, crossing her arms across her chest and frowning thoughtfully, as if she were truly weighing his words.
“Probably. Perhaps she’ll dump him” She declares finally, and Donghae’s face turns slightly towards her, just enough so that she could get a glimpse of his profile over the driver’s seat. “If she does, do you think she’d give me a chance?” There’s a light scent of playfulness on his voice, a certain something that gets a mixed response from YoonA, something between a roar of laughter and goosebumps bubbling up inside of her. “You can tell her that I won’t ever forget about her birthday, and that she won’t ever feel unloved if she’s with me~”
Donghae’s words sounded more than a little genuine, so YoonA did her best to make her own sound apologetic in reply.
"Aigo ~ Sorry, oppa. I do not think you Have A Chance " " Huh, and why is that? "Donghae questions back, pretending to Be Affront, and this time YoonA Does not hold herself back. She lets out a soft giggle, leaning forward in order to finally get a good look at him at the Same time she Lightly poke Reach Out to His cheek with her index finger.
"She's too in love to look at someone else ~ She Belongs to him only" She Does not Need to Give Any melody to her words for him to Recognize Them. Donghae turns to Look At Her Then, a blissful smile historical curving lips and shining stars on historical events Despit eyes the shades, and as she watches him YoonA's own tHTMLXC what
exactly are you doing?”
Donghae blinks in what he obviously hopes is an innocent fashion, his eyes widening slightly and his brows furrowing, his own cute version of a puzzled face. “What do you mean?”
Alas, YoonA isn’t buying it. So she straightens, narrows her eyes and gives him a deadpanned look.
“Come on, oppa. Stop playing games with me. You wanted to make me believe you had forgotten about my birthday, and you let everyone in on it too, didn’t you?”
Her words are more a statement rather than a question, but to his credit Donghae remains set on his innocently-puzzled expression as he replies with a non-committing, “… I cannot confirm, nor deny that”
YoonA rebeen there at all events the bags That Were Had she hurriedly dropped on her bed.
It's only at 9:30 PM That YoonA Enters the cab waiting for her Outside of the building, Being Careful Not enough to raise her face too much, so the driver That Would not have a clue of Who She Was in the first place. Donghae Had Everything Planned Carefully so, the least thing She Wants Is His plan to put in peril and Stock. The cab moves
quietly Through the streets of Seoul, the driver WHERE Knowing well I just HAD to take passenger to historical.
(A Certain car waiting for her to WAS FEW blocks away, no Longer under Risk and Stock fans of STI Following trail)
-
At 10:30 pm, Yoon is breathless. It wasn't
no, it wasn't only That, Though it definitely added to it all. What Truly
stole pero YoonA's breath, That Was the sight greeted her when to Donghae untied the red cloth.
There Was a blanket sprawled on the grass and decorated with rose petals Scattered, and Above It laid a picnic basket, No Doubt Which Contained food and drink for the two of them to be.
Towards When she turns him back, Who Was watching her with an expectant expression, hope and delight Clearly shining on historical eyMLXC
“I’ve got more than one magic trick under my sleeve, Yoong~” He says, and though there’s a certain teasing quality to his voice and the curve of his smile, his voice is silky and his stare is intense, boring through YoonA’s own eyes. And when she reaches out to take the rose, their fingers brushing slightly only for Donghae to entwine his with hers, slowly, never looking away from her eyes, YoonA is made acutely aware of the fact that through the day, she hadn’t quite felt this alive. And afterward, time just ceases to matter.
-
She covers her mouth with her hand in a vain attempt at muffling down her characteristic alligator laugh (while throwing Donghae a telling look with wiof eyes so That I Would get the hint That I Should Be Doing the Same Thing). The last thing They Needed Was a passerby Recognizing Them, Though Not Many people luckily Seemed to be around. Truly Had Donghae pick a good spot, thought out Things remove carefully.
As her laughter dies down, her hand falling down to rest on her lap, she Allows her smile to linger and to stretch, her eyes glistening as she squeezes Donghae's fingers with her own, Causing him to smile affectionately at her, Clearly pleased with her action.
"Have you Had fun today, beautiful?" I inquire softly, Reaching Out to Lightly brush the fingers of His left hand across her cheek in a ghostly caress That made shivers run down YoonA's spine. Knowing That Would her voice trembleg to pry Donghae’s away from her body. “Now, say you will let have my kiss~!”
“Let me go, oppa!” YoonA cries out amidst her laughter, her sides aching already and her eyes closed, her head thrown back as she was overpowered by the tickling. “No until you say it!”
“Fine, fine!” She exclaims finally, completely out of breath. “You win, now let me go!”
But Donghae does exactly the opposite, and though his fingers stop roaming her sides YoonA has no time to miss his warmth, as he gathers her in his arms and brings her close towards him, until she’s practically sitting on his legs and their torsos are completely pressed together. The suddenness of the movement causes YoonA to let out a loud gasp, quickly reaching out to keep her cap in place—but when her eyes finally meet Donghae’s, the importance of keeping her indentify concealed starts to blur in her mind. (along with everything else but
him
and the here and the
now
and
the
—)
“Aigoo… you’re too bold, oppa” She attempts to reprimand, but though she means what she’s saying, she also means the smile that’s curving her lips and the way her hands move on their own to rest on his shoulders, so Donghae’s expression doesn’t change—as a matter of fact his cheeky smirk only
“That might be so” Donghae agrees, his voice HTMLXC to
-well,
Everything . It Was like They Were One and the Same, like Their feelings Were Completely mirrored, and YoonA Can not Quit imagine A Love That Could Ever feel better-
Righter Than What They felt.
It's thanks to that (to Those feelings, To That knowledge) That When They part and Their Eyes Meet Once Again, Yoon Sees
herself
Reflected on His Eyes, on historical
in-trance-
like expression, historical breathless smile .
Like That They stay for a long moment, just looking at Each Other, Until YoonA leans in and lets her forehead rest Against his, Donghae's arms readjusting Their hold of her and pressing her a little closer Towards him.
I want all myTMLXC Donghae grins.
“I was just waiting for the right time to give you your present” YoonA can hardly believe her ears. “Huh? But I thought this was my present?”
“Silly, silly YoonA” He shakes his head slowly from side to side, amused. “Didn’t I tell you that I have more than one magic trick under my sleeve?” She can do nothing but to stare at him, amazed. He allows himself to dwell on her amazement for a few moments, before slowly detangling himself from her, propping himself up on his knees afterward. “This seems to be about the right time. Close your eyes for me, Yoong~” Even if she had complained it would have amounted to nothing, as Donghae himself covers her eyes with his hs unshed her eyes, Yoon is met with -
... The sky? "Ah ..." She mumbles, taken aback.
"So? What do you think? "Donghae asks, and YoonA Can Do Nothing But blink, dry thoroughly confused.
"I ... do not get it"
It Seems That Had Been Had the response Donghae Been Expecting, Because He chuckles and places Both Hands on the nape of her neck; Begins to play with the strands of hair That Had Fallen from the bun held in place by the cap. "What do you see, Yoong?" He asks, and YoonA have to blink a FEW more times to muster a coherent responsibility, Which still sounds nonsensical to remove her ears. "Eh ... the sky?"
historical shakes I
Donghaen Donghae’s face right then, and YoonA
hears
it rather than sees it, her mind still struggling to grasp everything Donghae was implying—what he was getting
to
, “That’s why, YoonA… I’m giving you the moon and the stars, so that they can keep you company when I can’t be there”
“So that you know that no matter how long it takes to arrive, our time will come. And I’ll always be there, waiting for it alongside you”
The pieces click and fall into place, and above her the stars twinkle, almost as if reacting to what Donghae had just said. YoonA’s lips begin to quiver, her face contorting as she tries to hold the tears back in, but before even a single one of them can fall there’s warmtI Did not Know, and she HAD to get a hold of herself and resist the urge of Yuri waking up in order to inquire about the matter. As she nears it, pero-as she clicks a random key on her phone so That Would STI screen light up, using it as a lantern and managing to see That There Was a small card stuck to the front of the box (a That small card read Something very simple, That Anyone else would've Had troubles to Understand) YoonA Can Hardly believe her eyes.
For when you're waiting for the moon and the stars to shine It Seemed That the surprises Were not over yet, north Were Donghae's magic tricks.
-
Her heart beats a little louder, a little more erratically,very last envelope, she Still Feels her lips curve upwards in a smile, Something inside of her Being always ready to take in the events of Donghae's Smallest gestures Even When her conscious Altogether Focus on Something Different.
her It Takes A Few Moments (Many envelopes so, how did I manage to fit them all in That Box?!) But When She finally manager to grab a hold of the very last one, eagerly raising it up to her eye level in order to take a good look at it, her throat goes dry. What
Because it reads is nothing else but nothing What She Expected, But What Donghae ( only Donghae) Would Do, Nothing But the lengths I Would go to just to surprise her. Just to take her dreams and build Them Into Reality, I make hern deeply on response, can almost hear his pulse accelerating as he murmurs, bearing his heart on his words, “… I mean each and every word written in them”
I know
, is what she wants to say. Because she
does
. She doesn’t need to read them to know that what’s written in there is nothing but Donghae’s heart and soul, bared out to her. Nothing but his love and his devotion and all the things she made him feel.
All of the things he made her feel, in turn. All those sensations that light up her world and make her feel like she’s continuously under a meteor shower—or rather, a firework display. Except that in this case the fireworks were inside of her and they exploded whenever he was near, when
However, besides the drowsiness there’s another feeling bubbling up inside of her and demanding her attention:
De light.
unnie Had Her (loudly) woken her up with an off-tune, remixed version of the traditional Chukha hamnida Saeng il, Along With A Few kicks and tickling Here and There for good measure. And how painful Despit WAS the song to her ears (it Should Be forbidden to make sleepy ears go Through the pain of listening to Such off-key singing) and insists Despit how to drag her feet across the floor on her way to the bathroom, as she tried (and kind of succeeded) to wipe the sleep away from her eyes-She Was utterly happy.
Incredibly so, Almost particular floating on her cloud, And It Was So Obvious That Could not help but laugh Yuri her butt off as she watched YoonA's contagious grin.
A few minutes later, as she brushes her teeth, YoonA cannot help but to giggle. She knew for a fact that there was a certain someone who had wanted to be the very first to congratulate her for her birthday, but he probably hadn’t anticipated that her unnies would beat him to it. Dimly, she wonders whether she had missed his call; knowing him, he might have called right as May 29th faded into May 30th, because he was dedicated like that. YoonA decides then that she would check her mobile as soon as she was done taking her shower, just to play safe.
Inwardly, YoonA kind of hopes that he hadn’t called. She would rather get the chance to tease him about not managing to be the first than to feel apologetic about not replying to his call.
e had never expected them to go through such troubles for her.
As she replies to a new text message, YoonA lets her eyes wander to the digital clock of her whiteberry and she finds a soft smile curving her lips as her fingers swiftly move across the keyboard.
Donghae must have been really tired, due to the long day he and the boys had yesterday. YoonA hopes he’s sleeping well, and that he wouldn’t berate himself too hard for not managing to even be in the first hundred to wish her a happy birthday. After all, the best present he can give her is being well and healthy.
And loving her, of course. But that one went without saying.
(and,
well —YoonA has to admit that she wouldn’t mind if he wrote her t I WAS so tired That
I Fell Asleep on His keyboard right after Their performance monitoring. YoonA Wish That There Was a way for her to Reach out and hug him, pat His shoulder comfortingly so That He Would Understand That She Did not mind at all-it's not as if she Did not Know That I loved her dearly, she Need Did not waking him up at the break of dawn for her in order to Prove That.
Hyukjae goes through to similar procedure, except historical That Does not last nearly as long, and soon enough they're laughing as I tells her about the mistake
hilarious Had Yesung made DURING practice (Accompanied by the boy's loud aforemention Complaints as I tried to get Hyukjae to stop embarrassing him) and As They discuss What She Was planning to do for the day, whether they would be able to see each other or not.
Ryeowook, Kyuhyun, Yesung, Shindong and Heechul also take a few minutes to call her, each with their own (and
loud , in Shindong’s case) personal version of a Congratulations on your birthday, Yoong~
and by the time YoonA has finished getting teased by Heechul, her sides hurt from laughing so hard.
In between the calls, she receives text messages as congratulations from the rest of her beloved sunbaes, even from those who weren’t together and practicing for their Inkigayo performances.
However, five minutes after Super Junior’s congratulatory spree, her phone still hasn’t rung with an all too familiar tune, and this time, YoonA cannot help but to blink, curiously and more than a bit confusedly as she stares down at the screen, wondering what might have caused the absence.
Perhaps Donghae hadn’t wanted to have her divided attention as the rest of his brothers congratulated her, or perhaps he was feeling apologetic about not being able to get there first and was coming up with a way of making it up to her.
Or perhaps he just wanted to talk to her when things calmed down, without having to hurry up his words, knowing that the clock was ticking and that he would have to return to practice soon.
There are so many possible reasons that explain his absence, so YoonA lets a smile posses her lips as she softly (and a little longingly) traces her phone’s screen, Taking STI wallpaper in with her eyes. It Was a very simple one, Just a few letters That Would Appear nonsensical to Anyone Who Did not Know That her-but to her meant to the world.
Beautiful, SDL
As she stands up from her chair, smiling still, it's no wonder That the Possibility of Donghae Forgetting her birthday events Does not cross her mind.
-
It's a quarter past eleven in the morning when to Yuri throws her arms around YoonA's neck and happily asks, loud enough only for Them to hear-
"So, What cheesy Things did my brother in law tell you ?
She sing-songs and YoonA chuckles, shaking her head softly as she leans back into her friend's hug, Returning it by Placing her hands on Yuri's arms.
"Nothing yet, unnie"
Yuri surprised loudly draws in a breath at the time she asks, "Ehhh?! Called He hasn't yet? "
YoonA rolls her eyes, smiles But all the same. "
That's What I Said, unnie. I Must Be really caught up in historical practice, nothing to go all up in arms for ~ "Yuri
frowns, Swaying slowly from side to side and making YoonA sway with her. It's thoughtfully That she adds after a FEW moments of silence, "That Does not sound like him Though, does it? Knowing how he's with you, i actually Expected to Be woken up at twelve am. In fact-I Was willing to forgive him for it and everything, That Way I Would adjuntosLXC -
It's around one pm That YoonA Stare at her reflection in the mirror (furrowed brows, eyes thoughtful, unhappy curl of the lips), her hand clutching her blackberry (Which still
Had not rung with the all too familiar tune) and eat to the conclusion That Had What started as an explainable situation now Had Became a bizarre issue-and Said issue
Should Have A Reason. Because
Otherwise, It Would Be
too unlikable
Donghae-and YoonA Believe That she knows very well just
Which Things Can Fall on the category of
a
-Donghaeish.
Not coming up with an excuse to skip at least ten minutes of practice in order to Congratulate His GirlfriendWAS
end just one of Them, topped only by The Fact That Every single one of His fellow brothers Had Already Congratulate her, But I Had to Give Any signs yet of Being Alive. And she
Knew That He Was Alive. So really, What Was Up With His silence?
"He's planning something" She mutters under her breath, her brow furrowing even more.
Yeah, But what?
Asks a voice inside of her head, and YoonA pouts, a frustrated expression Slightly slipping Into her eyes.
"I do not know" She replies to herself, honestly. She Did not Have a clue, Which does not surprise WAS
Given
Who They Were talking about. Sure Thing That Could YoonA read him like an open book, Butdisbelieving look from the corner of her eye right before she goes back to her usual stretching routine.
“Right. If you say so, I believe you, unnie” Hyoyeon remains silent, and before she could get the chance to say anything, YoonA talks, grinning once again. “It’s better this way—I would hate to ruin the surprise, after all of his hard work”
By her side, Hyoyeon stares at her for a moment longer, and then chuckles, mirroring YoonA’s stretching.
“Yeah, true that” If Hyoyeon thought that she sounded even remotely
convincing, she was utterly mistaken. Her tone as well as the awkwardness of her chuckle didn’t pass unnoticed by YoonA, but the birthday girl discarded them all too easily.
It Did not matter if her chances That Thought Were unnie Donghae That Had forgotten about her birthday, YoonA Because Knew Better Than That. She Knew Better Than That, Because She Was Donghae as familiar with as she WAS with her own press. And More Than It Would take trivial Things like this to get her YoonA to Doubt Knowledge of the Man That Had stolen her heart. -
It's only around two and a half pm That vibrates her mobile again, and the smile slips off YoonA's lips like melting wax.
It Was a text from Heechul, Who Had a message to Give Her-
Donghae Had run out of credit, and to top off the battery That Of His blackberry Had Died on him, so I Would not Be Able to talk to her until he got to the dorm. However, he wished her a good day, and had also asked Heechul to tell her that he loved her.
But that had been it. Not a single thing that would indicate to her that he remembered what day it was.
No nothing.
Sitting down on a nearby chair, mind running a mile per hour, YoonA wonders just what
were the chances.
What were the chances of she being wrong. What were the chances of everyone , from Leeteuk to Kyuhyun congratulating her, and Donghae not getting a clue. What were the chances of Donghae, romantic and devoted boyfriend ultimate, being so busy that his girlfriend’s birthday would slip right past him?
Really,
what were the chances? “No way”
She breathes in, a mere whisper, and rereads Heechul’s message one more time, as if thinking that perhaps she missed something—
something
that would enlighten her as to
what
in the world was going on.
But Heechul’s words don’t change, and after rereading it for the fourth time YoonA’s eyes become unfocused, the words blurring together as her shoulders slouch.
It couldn’t be, right?
…
Right?
That side of her—the side who had been excited and eagerly awaiting her surprise through the day—gives no reply, and YoonA has to close her eyes tightly to make their aching fade away.
-
It’s a little past four pm and Minho gives her a smile, playfully poking her shoulder as he inquires, in such a way that to YoonA it looks a little
too
deliberate.
“What did hyung give you as present?”
The smile feels heavy on YoonA’s lips, but she still forces herself to keep it in place. She was still holding onto the thought of Donghae planning all of this, and Minho’s participation only made her want to hold onto the thought even tighter—however, with each passing minute (and despite her best efforts to keep it at bay) there was a certain bitter feeling that reeked of despair sneaking in through the cracks of her defense, and YoonA knew that sooner or later the feeling would g cake to the birthday girl, who was doing her best to enjoy herself despite the obvious missing piece.
Everyone had congratulated her already.
Everyone except for one person. And it would be all fine with YoonA, weren’t it for the fact that said aforementioned person was not anyone
, but rather
The
one. The one who stole her heart, the one she dreams of, the one who she wants to spend the rest of her life with—you name it, he is it. So when her mobile doesn’t (no matter how much she wills it to, no matter for how long she waits) ring with that all too familiar tune, she’s aware of its absence like one would be aware of an elephant standing in the middle of the room.
Because fact wne Lee Donghae.
And
suddenly —suddenly she feels like laughing
. And the feeling its infectious, exhilarating, bubbling up in her throat until it gets hard to breathe properly and her heart’s beatings become erratic.
“Donghae oppa, what are
you
—?” She begins to ask, her voice a little choked due to the choir of laughter and sheer
relief
constricting her throat, her eyes stinging in such a
right way. But before she could say anything else he cuts her off, tilting his head to the side as he inquires, with innocent confusion as he sets the car in motion.
“Who is this ‘
Donghae
’ you speak of, YoonA-ssi? Do I know him?” CH
TMLXC YoonA Then blinks and blinks some more, a puzzled grin frozen in her face as she
just marvel about how far Donghae
WAS willing to take His little game.
"I ... you
May
" She Exclaims, only managing to Contain her laughter as she half-way bemusedly plays along, Adding for good measure "Have You Heard Super Junior, right? He's one of them " " Ah, right! "Says Donghae, a small sound of Recognition echoing in the depths of His throat. "I know Them, But I Can not Remember Which one is this guy Donghae" He Makes a pause only to inquire Then, Deliberately off handedly, "Is he handsome?"
YoonA have to bit back a roar of laughter That Makes Enjoyment with her eyes twinkle, her voice Acquiring a teasing edge as she replies, "A little ~ I have good historical angles, nothing too Impressive though" Donghae chuckles at her backhanded compliment, doing quite a good job at pretending That the subject of the conversation wasn't none Other Than Himself. "Poor Donghae, It Must Be Sad To Be so plain looking" He says, sounding sympathetic Almost, And Then Suddenly Becomes His voice lighter, cheerful even. "So, Does He Have Anything to make up for That flaw?" She
Were not so dry thoroughly amused by her boyfriend's act, she rolled her eyes Would Have, Being Able to see just a little too Easily WHERE WAS Donghae Towards Things heading.
Still, Taking the bait for him eat as naturally as breathing to her.
"He's funny" YoonA Begins, nodding, her thoughtfulness Mimicking features. "And he's kind. He's a really good dancer, too, and a good singer. He writes songs really pretty as well ~ But historical memory is Worse Than a fish's " Her words and her tone Donghae cause to laugh, But He Still Does not drop historical façade, Playing Along instead. "What Makes You Say That, Yoon-ssi?" "I forgot all about His girlfriend's birthday" Without hesitation YoonA replies, pouting, "Can You Believe That, oppa? How
mean is that? "
" Oh boy, she Must Be really angry right now, right? "He sounds a mixture entre amused and curious for the fate of this Other Donghae They Were talking about, and YoonA nods, crossing her arms across her chest and frowning thoughtfully, as if she were truly weighing his words.
“Probably. Perhaps she’ll dump him” She declares finally, and Donghae’s face turns slightly towards her, just enough so that she could get a glimpse of his profile over the driver’s seat. “If she does, do you think she’d give me a chance?” There’s a light scent of playfulness on his voice, a certain something that gets a mixed response from YoonA, something between a roar of laughter and goosebumps bubbling up inside of her. “You can tell her that I won’t ever forget about her birthday, and that she won’t ever feel unloved if she’s with me~”
Donghae’s words sounded more than a little genuine, so YoonA did her best to make her own sound apologetic in reply.
"Aigo ~ Sorry, oppa. I do not think you Have A Chance "
"She's too in love to look at someone else ~ She Belongs to him only" She Does not Need to Give Any melody to her words for him to Recognize Them. Donghae turns to Look At Her Then, a blissful smile historical curving lips and shining stars on historical events Despit eyes the shades, and as she watches him YoonA's own tHTMLXC what
exactly are you doing?”
Donghae blinks in what he obviously hopes is an innocent fashion, his eyes widening slightly and his brows furrowing, his own cute version of a puzzled face. “What do you mean?”
Alas, YoonA isn’t buying it. So she straightens, narrows her eyes and gives him a deadpanned look.
“Come on, oppa. Stop playing games with me. You wanted to make me believe you had forgotten about my birthday, and you let everyone in on it too, didn’t you?”
Her words are more a statement rather than a question, but to his credit Donghae remains set on his innocently-puzzled expression as he replies with a non-committing, “… I cannot confirm, nor deny that”
YoonA rebeen there at all events the bags That Were Had she hurriedly dropped on her bed.
It's only at 9:30 PM That YoonA Enters the cab waiting for her Outside of the building, Being Careful Not enough to raise her face too much, so the driver That Would not have a clue of Who She Was in the first place. Donghae Had Everything Planned Carefully so, the least thing She Wants Is His plan to put in peril and Stock. The cab moves
quietly Through the streets of Seoul, the driver WHERE Knowing well I just HAD to take passenger to historical.
(A Certain car waiting for her to WAS FEW blocks away, no Longer under Risk and Stock fans of STI Following trail)
-
At 10:30 pm, Yoon is breathless. It wasn't
Impressive only the view of the river, or the Excitement due to the surprise, due to the curiosity That welles up inside of her as Donghae shielded her eyes with a cloth and held her hands, Carefully Leading her out of the car and down the street -
no, it wasn't only That, Though it definitely added to it all. What Truly
stole pero YoonA's breath, That Was the sight greeted her when to Donghae untied the red cloth.
There Was a blanket sprawled on the grass and decorated with rose petals Scattered, and Above It laid a picnic basket, No Doubt Which Contained food and drink for the two of them to be.
Towards When she turns him back, Who Was watching her with an expectant expression, hope and delight Clearly shining on historical eyMLXC
“I’ve got more than one magic trick under my sleeve, Yoong~” He says, and though there’s a certain teasing quality to his voice and the curve of his smile, his voice is silky and his stare is intense, boring through YoonA’s own eyes. And when she reaches out to take the rose, their fingers brushing slightly only for Donghae to entwine his with hers, slowly, never looking away from her eyes, YoonA is made acutely aware of the fact that through the day, she hadn’t quite felt this alive. And afterward, time just ceases to matter.
-
She covers her mouth with her hand in a vain attempt at muffling down her characteristic alligator laugh (while throwing Donghae a telling look with wiof eyes so That I Would get the hint That I Should Be Doing the Same Thing). The last thing They Needed Was a passerby Recognizing Them, Though Not Many people luckily Seemed to be around. Truly Had Donghae pick a good spot, thought out Things remove carefully.
As her laughter dies down, her hand falling down to rest on her lap, she Allows her smile to linger and to stretch, her eyes glistening as she squeezes Donghae's fingers with her own, Causing him to smile affectionately at her, Clearly pleased with her action.
"Have you Had fun today, beautiful?" I inquire softly, Reaching Out to Lightly brush the fingers of His left hand across her cheek in a ghostly caress That made shivers run down YoonA's spine. Knowing That Would her voice trembleg to pry Donghae’s away from her body. “Now, say you will let have my kiss~!”
“Let me go, oppa!” YoonA cries out amidst her laughter, her sides aching already and her eyes closed, her head thrown back as she was overpowered by the tickling. “No until you say it!”
“Fine, fine!” She exclaims finally, completely out of breath. “You win, now let me go!”
But Donghae does exactly the opposite, and though his fingers stop roaming her sides YoonA has no time to miss his warmth, as he gathers her in his arms and brings her close towards him, until she’s practically sitting on his legs and their torsos are completely pressed together. The suddenness of the movement causes YoonA to let out a loud gasp, quickly reaching out to keep her cap in place—but when her eyes finally meet Donghae’s, the importance of keeping her indentify concealed starts to blur in her mind. (along with everything else but
him
and the here and the
now
and
the
—)
“Aigoo… you’re too bold, oppa” She attempts to reprimand, but though she means what she’s saying, she also means the smile that’s curving her lips and the way her hands move on their own to rest on his shoulders, so Donghae’s expression doesn’t change—as a matter of fact his cheeky smirk only
widens
, his eyes twinkling with mischief and satisfaction. “That might be so” Donghae agrees, his voice HTMLXC to
-well,
Everything . It Was like They Were One and the Same, like Their feelings Were Completely mirrored, and YoonA Can not Quit imagine A Love That Could Ever feel better-
Righter Than What They felt.
It's thanks to that (to Those feelings, To That knowledge) That When They part and Their Eyes Meet Once Again, Yoon Sees
herself
Reflected on His Eyes, on historical
in-trance-
like expression, historical breathless smile .
Like That They stay for a long moment, just looking at Each Other, Until YoonA leans in and lets her forehead rest Against his, Donghae's arms readjusting Their hold of her and pressing her a little closer Towards him.
I want all myTMLXC Donghae grins.
“I was just waiting for the right time to give you your present” YoonA can hardly believe her ears. “Huh? But I thought this was my present?”
“Silly, silly YoonA” He shakes his head slowly from side to side, amused. “Didn’t I tell you that I have more than one magic trick under my sleeve?” She can do nothing but to stare at him, amazed. He allows himself to dwell on her amazement for a few moments, before slowly detangling himself from her, propping himself up on his knees afterward. “This seems to be about the right time. Close your eyes for me, Yoong~” Even if she had complained it would have amounted to nothing, as Donghae himself covers her eyes with his hs unshed her eyes, Yoon is met with -
... The sky? "Ah ..." She mumbles, taken aback.
"So? What do you think? "Donghae asks, and YoonA Can Do Nothing But blink, dry thoroughly confused.
"I ... do not get it"
It Seems That Had Been Had the response Donghae Been Expecting, Because He chuckles and places Both Hands on the nape of her neck; Begins to play with the strands of hair That Had Fallen from the bun held in place by the cap. "What do you see, Yoong?" He asks, and YoonA have to blink a FEW more times to muster a coherent responsibility, Which still sounds nonsensical to remove her ears. "Eh ... the sky?"
historical shakes I
Donghaen Donghae’s face right then, and YoonA
hears
it rather than sees it, her mind still struggling to grasp everything Donghae was implying—what he was getting
to
, “That’s why, YoonA… I’m giving you the moon and the stars, so that they can keep you company when I can’t be there”
“So that you know that no matter how long it takes to arrive, our time will come. And I’ll always be there, waiting for it alongside you”
The pieces click and fall into place, and above her the stars twinkle, almost as if reacting to what Donghae had just said. YoonA’s lips begin to quiver, her face contorting as she tries to hold the tears back in, but before even a single one of them can fall there’s warmtI Did not Know, and she HAD to get a hold of herself and resist the urge of Yuri waking up in order to inquire about the matter. As she nears it, pero-as she clicks a random key on her phone so That Would STI screen light up, using it as a lantern and managing to see That There Was a small card stuck to the front of the box (a That small card read Something very simple, That Anyone else would've Had troubles to Understand) YoonA Can Hardly believe her eyes.
For when you're waiting for the moon and the stars to shine It Seemed That the surprises Were not over yet, north Were Donghae's magic tricks.
-
Her heart beats a little louder, a little more erratically,very last envelope, she Still Feels her lips curve upwards in a smile, Something inside of her Being always ready to take in the events of Donghae's Smallest gestures Even When her conscious Altogether Focus on Something Different.
her It Takes A Few Moments (Many envelopes so, how did I manage to fit them all in That Box?!) But When She finally manager to grab a hold of the very last one, eagerly raising it up to her eye level in order to take a good look at it, her throat goes dry. What
Because it reads is nothing else but nothing What She Expected, But What Donghae ( only Donghae) Would Do, Nothing But the lengths I Would go to just to surprise her. Just to take her dreams and build Them Into Reality, I make hern deeply on response, can almost hear his pulse accelerating as he murmurs, bearing his heart on his words, “… I mean each and every word written in them”
I know
, is what she wants to say. Because she
does
. She doesn’t need to read them to know that what’s written in there is nothing but Donghae’s heart and soul, bared out to her. Nothing but his love and his devotion and all the things she made him feel.
All of the things he made her feel, in turn. All those sensations that light up her world and make her feel like she’s continuously under a meteor shower—or rather, a firework display. Except that in this case the fireworks were inside of her and they exploded whenever he was near, when
