#tiny requests

“HELLO!”

Mingyu let out a loud yelp and threw himself against the wall, shutting his eyes out of fear for his dear life. A familiar sound of laughter filled the room and he opened his eyes in surprise.

“Y/n?”

Still giggling, you opened your arms for a hug. “Hi there, Mingyu.”

He quickly peeked out into the halls and then slammed the door shut. He couldn’t have anyone knowing that you were in his dorm. For all he knew, he might end up getting reported for having another gender in his room and he didn’t really need that right now.

Turning his attention back to you, he set his backpack down and engulfed you into a warm hug.

“Why are you here? How did you get here? How long have you been waiting for me for? Did you have dinner yet? Are you hungry?” He continued rambling off a plethora of questions until you shut him up with a soft kiss.

“Still as cute as ever, I see.” You smiled. “And Jeonghan helped me sneak into here.” You added with a wink.

“But why are you here? Is everything ok?” He repeated his question.

“I’m here ‘cause it’s your birthday, dummy.” You playfully poked his nose and pulled him over to his bed to take a seat. “How’s your day been so far?”

Mingyu shrugged. “As expected, it sucks to have a birthday in the middle of the week, but me and the boys got to go eat out for lunch. That was nice. They’re supposedly planning a party for me this weekend to make up for it.” There was a short pause and then he lit up. “Oh! Jihoon left me a gift since he’s gone for this week.” He dug around in his backpack before pulling out a dog plushie and presenting it to you.

“He said it reminded him of me, and I was going to send you a picture of it since it’s pretty cute but now you can see it in person!” He smiled that toothy grin of his and you couldn’t help but share his excitement. Taking the small doll into your hands you gushed along with him.

“It really does look like you, we should name it Mingyu 2.0.” You laughed as you moved its head along with you words. “Hi! I am Minigyu 2.0 and I am cuter than Mingyu 1.0, everyone loves me more.”

That elicited a loud “Hey!” from him.

“Speaking of gifts,” You turned around to grab the blue gift bag that sat on his desk. “I have one for you too!”

He hadn’t noticed the pile of items laying on his desk when he first walked in, but now his eyes followed the outline of your bag, coat, and... was that a cake? Bringing his attention back to the gift in front of him, he gratefully grabbed it from you and said a small “thank you”.

In the bag was a little notebook, about the size of his hand, and when he flipped through the pages, he was presented with various photos of you and him together, a few solo shots scattered here and there. His heart warmed at the sight of the photo album.

“I thought I’d give you some of our memories since I’ll probably be really busy this year with work and won’t be able to see you as much as usual.” You explained, peering over his shoulder to look at the photos with him.

“I love it.” He whispered, still engrossed in all the cute details and little notes you left in the pages. You messages ranged from inside jokes to reasons why you loved him and he almost teared up from all the emotions bubbling within him. “Thank you for this, y/n.”

You smiled and put a hand on his chin to turn his head towards yours. For a moment, you got lost in each other’s gaze as if nothing else around you mattered. Then, you leaned into a gentle kiss, his lips soft and sweet against yours. When you pulled apart, you were both giggling with goofy smiles on your faces. 

Oh, you were in love with this man.

Breaking the sappy mood, you brought your hands together and took a deep breath. “Ok! Cake time, or else the icing will start melting. What’s up with your room by the way? Isn’t it spring? Why is it so hot in here?” You fanned yourself absentmindedly.

Mingyu simply shrugged and scooted closer to you when you returned with the cake. It was pretty simple, just a typical vanilla cake topped with some strawberries—a modest cake for a modest party. And he didn’t mind that one bit, anything was fine as long as he was by your side.

He watched you quietly with a smile, as you fussed over getting the candles lit and set into place. Even though you were older than him, sometimes it felt like you were the younger one out of the two of you. He just wanted to hold you in his arms forever. When you finally got the candles ready, you gave yourself a small huff of approval and then transferred the cake into Mingyu’s hands. Softly, you began to sing him happy birthday.

Thankfully he joined in with you, making the event less lonely, and he playfully replaced his name with an off key “ME!”. The song ended with more laughter from the two of you.

“Ok, time to blow out the candles, don’t forget to make a wish.”

Never in his life would he forget to make a wish on such a special day. Usually, he would wish for something like happiness, or the well being of those around him, or something that pertained to the events of that year. Just general things, really, anything to fill in the empty space of a wish—he tended to forget to plan those things out beforehand.

But today, he already knew what he wanted to wish for. He wished that you and him would be together forever. That he would be able to see you smile for the rest of his life. A childish wish, as some may call it, but it was what he wanted nevertheless.

As you watched him blow out the small flames, you didn’t miss the flash of sadness in his eyes when he finally opened them again. Though he quickly masked it with a grin in your direction, you weren’t going to let it slide.

“Is everything okay?”

The grin faltered.

Usually, it would taken some more prodding on your part to get him to open up about something he was feeling sensitive about, so you were surprised to see him speak up after only a moment of hesitation.

“It’s just... Even though I’m getting older, that doesn’t really change the gap between us.” He muttered. “You’re already in your last year, going to work and all, while I’ve just barely started my studies.” The room fell quiet and he averted his gaze from you, not daring to see your expression after his confession.

You let out a sigh and rested a hand on his thigh. “Mingyu, you know I’m not going to let that get in between us though, right? And I know that you won’t either.”

“I know... but wouldn’t you want to be with someone who’s actually your age? It feels like you always have to take care of me because I’m younger, not that I mind it, but it just feels like you’d be better off with someone you can actually spend time with too.”

“Nope.” Maybe your response was a bit too quick, but you didn’t feel an ounce of hesitation within you. “I wouldn’t change a thing. I’m sorry, I know it might feel like we’re a bit distant because we’re both so busy with our own lives and we’re used to not seeing each other as often. Kinda stupid how our schedules just always clash, but don’t ever think that I’ve considered leaving you for someone else just because of that. You’re my one and only Minigyu and nothing’s gonna change that.”

“Yeah.” He gave you a bittersweet smile. “Wait... Minigyu?”

“Oh please, I know you still like your fair share of babying, so that makes you my Minigyu! I can practically fit you in my pocket.”

To that, he let out a giggle, eyes shutting to cringe at your cheesy reasoning. You both knew that he was popular within the school for his height, contrary to your statement, but he didn’t bother to address it. 

“There’s that smile I love.” You cooed.

Pulling you onto his chest, he shifted to rest on the headboard of the bed.

“I love you, you know that?” He muttered into your hair, nuzzling into it.

“And I love you more.”

“You’re really going to play that game with me? You know I’m going to win.”

Tilting your head up to stare into his eyes, you gave him a cheeky grin. “Maybe.”

“Well, then, no. I love you more.” He challenged.

“I love you the most.”

“I love you even more than the most.”

“I love you the most of all.”

“I love you the mostest of the most.”

You two spent the next who-knows-how-long whispering different forms of affirmations to each other. Even though it got a little tiring to figure out just how many “mosts” you had to add to your next turn, you thought it was all worth it. 

And Mingyu felt the same way. Cuddling with you was worth it. Spending his birthday quietly with you was worth it. Seeing you smile was worth it. Sure, your age gap may bring some troubles along the way, but he’ll just counter that by cherishing the little moments he does have with you even more. Because you were worth it.

He had a wonderful birthday that day.

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uhh did the perspective go a little wonk? maybe. idK it felt ok when i wrote it but at the same time i was like,,, is this even allowed,, but i hope it was alright<3 i’ll stop rambling now;)