"Aiiiish, dongsaeng," a familiar voice sighs, causing Hoseok to perk up mid-pour. "You're so impossible... Just let Minhyuk-ah do something for your birthday already. He's been nagging me all week about it." 

Hoseok quickly finishes up the drink and sets it down at the pickup station, and then goes to stand at the ready at the cash register. Hyungwon and Kihyun, two of the café's regulars, strut up to the counter. Hoseok locks gazes with the taller, a light pink dusting his cheeks as Hyungwon's dark orbs seem to pierce his very soul. Hoseok gulps anxiously, dropping his gaze to stare at the register screen. 

"I-Ith it your birthday, thoon?" he asks, kicking himself for his own stutter and lisp. Hyungwon hums, and Hoseok catches him nodding out the corner of his eye.