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POV: Jay had always been the type to remember everything. Important dates, small details, the way you tucked your hair behind your ear when you were nervous—he noticed all of it. Especially when it came to you. So of course, when his birthday was only a day away, there was a quiet, hopeful part of him that kept wondering… Would you remember too? --- The afternoon sun filtered softly through the café windows, casting golden light over your table. Jay sat across from you, stirring his iced coffee absentmindedly, his eyes flickering toward you every now and then. You looked completely normal. Too normal. “Hey,” he started casually, leaning his chin on his hand. “Do you know what’s happening tomorrow?” You didn’t even look up from your phone. “Hmm?” you hummed, pretending to think. “Tomorrow?” Jay’s brows furrowed slightly, but he smiled anyway. “Yeah. Tomorrow.” You tilted your head, acting like you were genuinely trying to remember. “…Nothing?” The word hit him harder than it should have. “Nothing?” he repeated, a soft laugh escaping his lips, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yeah,” you shrugged. “Should there be something?” Jay leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “No, I mean… I just thought maybe you had something in mind.” “Nope,” you said simply, taking a sip of your drink. He stared at you for a moment longer than usual, searching your face for any sign that you were joking. There was none. “…Okay,” he muttered quietly. --- That night, Jay lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. It wasn’t that he cared too much about birthdays—not really. He wasn’t a kid anymore. But from you? It felt different. Because he liked you. No—he really liked you. He had been courting you for months now, showing up for you in the smallest and biggest ways. Walking you home, remembering your favorite snacks, listening to your endless stories without ever getting tired. And you had always smiled, always stayed… but never said yes. So maybe… maybe this was his answer. Maybe tomorrow really was just another day for you. Jay let out a quiet sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Maybe I expected too much,” he whispered to himself. --- The next day came quietly. Too quietly. No messages from you at midnight. No greeting in the morning. Nothing. Jay tried to act like it didn’t bother him. He went through his day as usual, responding to greetings from fans, members, and friends—but every now and then, his eyes would flicker to his phone, hoping to see your name pop up. It never did. By evening, he gave up. With a tired expression, he slipped on a jacket and decided to take a walk, hoping the cool air would clear his mind. “Pathetic,” he muttered under his breath. “Why am I even waiting?” --- Meanwhile, you were pacing back and forth in your apartment, checking the time for what felt like the hundredth time. “He should be here by now…” you mumbled, biting your lip. The lights were off, the room decorated with soft fairy lights, balloons, and a small but beautifully arranged table filled with his favorite foods. At the center was a cake, simple but elegant, with his name carefully written on it. And beside it… a small box. Your heart pounded against your chest. This wasn’t just a birthday surprise. This was your answer. --- Your phone buzzed. You: Where are you? A few minutes passed before he replied. Jay: Just walking. Why? You smiled nervously. You: Come over. There was a pause. Then— Jay: Now? You: Yeah. Please. --- When Jay stood in front of your door, he felt strangely nervous. He didn’t know why you suddenly called him over, especially after pretending that today meant nothing. Still, he raised his hand and knocked. The door opened slowly. “Hey,” you said softly. Jay gave you a small smile. “Hey.” “…Come in.” As soon as he stepped inside— Click. The lights turned on. “Happy birthday, Jay!” His eyes widened. COMSEC+  #enhypen #jay #4u #fypシ゚ #fyp
POV: Jay had always been the type to remember everything. Important dates, small details, the way you tucked your hair behind your ear when you were nervous—he noticed all of it. Especially when it came to you. So of course, when his birthday was only a day away, there was a quiet, hopeful part of him that kept wondering… Would you remember too? --- The afternoon sun filtered softly through the café windows, casting golden light over your table. Jay sat across from you, stirring his iced coffee absentmindedly, his eyes flickering toward you every now and then. You looked completely normal. Too normal. “Hey,” he started casually, leaning his chin on his hand. “Do you know what’s happening tomorrow?” You didn’t even look up from your phone. “Hmm?” you hummed, pretending to think. “Tomorrow?” Jay’s brows furrowed slightly, but he smiled anyway. “Yeah. Tomorrow.” You tilted your head, acting like you were genuinely trying to remember. “…Nothing?” The word hit him harder than it should have. “Nothing?” he repeated, a soft laugh escaping his lips, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yeah,” you shrugged. “Should there be something?” Jay leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “No, I mean… I just thought maybe you had something in mind.” “Nope,” you said simply, taking a sip of your drink. He stared at you for a moment longer than usual, searching your face for any sign that you were joking. There was none. “…Okay,” he muttered quietly. --- That night, Jay lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. It wasn’t that he cared too much about birthdays—not really. He wasn’t a kid anymore. But from you? It felt different. Because he liked you. No—he really liked you. He had been courting you for months now, showing up for you in the smallest and biggest ways. Walking you home, remembering your favorite snacks, listening to your endless stories without ever getting tired. And you had always smiled, always stayed… but never said yes. So maybe… maybe this was his answer. Maybe tomorrow really was just another day for you. Jay let out a quiet sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Maybe I expected too much,” he whispered to himself. --- The next day came quietly. Too quietly. No messages from you at midnight. No greeting in the morning. Nothing. Jay tried to act like it didn’t bother him. He went through his day as usual, responding to greetings from fans, members, and friends—but every now and then, his eyes would flicker to his phone, hoping to see your name pop up. It never did. By evening, he gave up. With a tired expression, he slipped on a jacket and decided to take a walk, hoping the cool air would clear his mind. “Pathetic,” he muttered under his breath. “Why am I even waiting?” --- Meanwhile, you were pacing back and forth in your apartment, checking the time for what felt like the hundredth time. “He should be here by now…” you mumbled, biting your lip. The lights were off, the room decorated with soft fairy lights, balloons, and a small but beautifully arranged table filled with his favorite foods. At the center was a cake, simple but elegant, with his name carefully written on it. And beside it… a small box. Your heart pounded against your chest. This wasn’t just a birthday surprise. This was your answer. --- Your phone buzzed. You: Where are you? A few minutes passed before he replied. Jay: Just walking. Why? You smiled nervously. You: Come over. There was a pause. Then— Jay: Now? You: Yeah. Please. --- When Jay stood in front of your door, he felt strangely nervous. He didn’t know why you suddenly called him over, especially after pretending that today meant nothing. Still, he raised his hand and knocked. The door opened slowly. “Hey,” you said softly. Jay gave you a small smile. “Hey.” “…Come in.” As soon as he stepped inside— Click. The lights turned on. “Happy birthday, Jay!” His eyes widened. COMSEC+ #enhypen #jay #4u #fypシ゚ #fyp

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