It was Seungri's 6 year old birthday, he and him mom were at the store. Seungri came across the pastry counter.

"Mom? I want this cake, can I have it?" Seungri asked politely.s

His mom looked at him sadly, and crouched down next to him.

"No baby, I'm sorry. W-we don't have...enough money." She sad, sadly.

He frowned, then pulled out a few coins from his pocket.

"Will this cover it mama?" He asked.

She shook her head slowly.

"No-"

"B-but...it's my birthday..." He said sadly.

She took a deep breath.

"I know. And I'm sorry. Next year will be better. But not now, besides, daddy won't be too happy if I come home with cake instead of his main meal." She answered.

Suddenly, Jiyong looked over, and tugged at his mom's sleeve.

"Mama, I want to buy the cake for him. Please? It's his birthday! You can't have a birthday without cake." Jiyong said.

His mother nodded, and quickly paid for he cake.

"That's so sweet of you darling. I know one day you'll make a wonderful husband and father." She said smiling.

Seungri and his mother were getting finished paying for their items. As they were leaving, Jiyong and his mother ran up to them.

"Hi, excuse me, um...I couldn't help but over hear...it's his birthday? Right?" Jiyong's mom said.

Seungri's mom nodded slowly.

"Happy birthday." Jiyong said, handing the cake over.

"What? Oh no we can't accept this." 

"Please? It's his birthday."

"Well...okay yes. Thank you so much. Um...if there's anything we can do to repay the favor...we will."

Jiyong and his mom smiled politely.

"Thank you. I hope you have a good day." She said, bowing and leaving.

Jiyong and Seungri stared at each other as they left.

"I hope he gets lots of presents and has lots of friends and family to share his day with!" Jiyong said, excitedly.

His mother smiled.

"I'm sure he will have an even better one now, my dear." 

Jiyong smiled.

"I hope so mama." 

Seungri and his mother hurried home, only to be met with Seungri's father, stumbling drunk.

"Hey bud! I got you a birthday gift." His dad said, tossing Seungri a beer bottle.

His mother gasped and quickly took the bottle out of Seungri's hands.

"He's only 6! Why would you do that?!" She screamed.

His father laughed, and shrugged.

"Yea, whatever babe." He said.

"Happy birthday kid." He said, ruffling Seungri's hair, and leaving.

"Where are you going this time?!" She asked, annoyed.

He glared at her.

"Out? With my buddies." He answered.

"But...it's his birthday...don't you want to stay here an-"

"No! Damn, I want to get drunk!"

"Ugh you're already drunk!" She yelled.

He flipped her off, and left.

Seungri stared at them, he didn't know what to do or think. Then, he thought of the boy he saw in the market earlier, Jiyong. He hoped he was having a good night.