Myungsoo looked to his watch. It was probably the 100time he had been monitoring the time pass and all he could do was sign. In two hours he would be 21. In two hours he would stop being a teenager in society’s eyes and he would become a man, an adult. So why wasn’t he feeling any different? Why wasn’t he feeling like he had to change, like he had to become more mature, why wasn’t he feeling like he had to show the world he was ready for anything and everyone? Why did he felt the same? Everyone was telling him how different being 21 was. You had more freedom to drink, to go out without risking your school grades, you could stay out all night…basically you could do whatever he wanted, but then again…he was an idol. He didn’t have too much freedom, no matter how old he was. He was pretty sure that if the world kept on smiling at him like it had, he would be famous until the day he died….which mean he was going to hide forever. But he shouldn’t right?

He was going to be an adult, and besides wanting to finally go out with the older members without needing to hide, he wanted to date. There was nothing stopping him really, nothing but some of his completely obsessed fans who would freak out and probably do something absolutely stupid if they found out he was with someone. While many companies made clear on the contracts the idols couldn’t date after 3 or more years after debut, it was no secret that they could actually be with someone, they just had to be extra careful not to let the world know it. Myungsoo understood it. He understood it perfectly well, but honestly speaking, he was tired of being alone. He wanted to meet a nice girl who liked him, for who he was, a nice girl who loved to be next to him and who no matter what would stick by his side.  “Well…I already have a girl in mind…” Myungsoo whispered to himself and he looked to his cell phone. It was true; he already had a girl in mind for as long as he could remember. He just didn’t have the guts to tell her.

They became friends, not too close, but close enough to exchange phone numbers and send some funny texts once in a while. Sure, it was no secret for s that he really wanted her as his girlfriend and that he had a picture of her in his cell. He didn’t actually take it himself; he just went online and saved it. Seemed a little creepy, it really did, but he just couldn’t find the courage to go next to her and say he wanted to take a picture with her. And one thing that he couldn’t help but wonder was why so many people paired Infinite up with the girls from A-Pink. They were nice girls, they really were, who happened to live in the same building as them, but when the cameras were out, they just didn’t care about the boys. They were too in love with another guy band and one of them even said her career was much more important than some stupid guys. No need to say Woohyun cried for three whole days. He wasn’t used to rejection, but after a couple of words from Sunggyu, he was being happy and greasy again, like nothing happened. He couldn’t help but be admired how much power Sunggyu had on the singer. He wasn’t still sure, but he was almost positive Woohyun and their leader had something with each other.

“Myungsoo, turn off the light!” He heard Hoya say from his room. It was really late; they had to sleep for a little while they had the time. But Myungsoo just couldn’t sleep. He was watching TV, trying to fall asleep but instead he was getting more and more awake. Right now he was sure the other members were getting rather pissed that the lights were on, but Hoya could always close the door couldn’t he? “Sorry Hyung.” Myungsoo turned off the light but continued watching TV, or at least pretending. He was now looking at his cell phone and to the contact number he had spent so many hours staring before. He felt like a little child when he looked to that number. He didn’t know what to do or what to say. “Should I?” He started writing a text. He had nothing to lose right? And it was late, so she would probably only see it in the morning, when it was his birthday. “Do I send it or not?” He asked himself but continued still staring. He didn’t know, he really didn’t.

But like always, it seemed God answered him, because before he could send it, he received a text himself that almost made his heart jump from his chest. Deleting what he had written before, he opened the text and as he was reading the name of the person who sent it to him, he could swear his face were burning and his heart almost exploded in happiness. “Awake?” It asked and Myungsoo just smiled happily before answering right away. He didn’t even know he could write that fast. “Yes, can’t sleep. And you?” He was feeling like a 15 year school girl who was talking for the first time with her crush. The only difference was that he wasn’t a 15 year old girl and she wasn’t his crush. She was the one he adored. “….I’m reading too many romance novels.” Myungsoo said to himself as he noticed how stupid it sounded what he just thought.

“Drank too much coffee, now I can’t even blink XD.” He smiled at that. He was sure that if she and Sungyeol got together and talk about coffee they would just stay awake for days. He answered something he wasn’t sure of what was it and in a couple of seconds he received another text. She was indeed fast, or maybe she was so bored that she decided to text him. He didn’t care, he was just happy that they were talking. “So, in an hour you’ll be 21! Excited? What presents you expect to get?” An hour? Already? He didn’t even realized time passed that fast. He smiled at the thought but then remembered every single thing he thought about before he started talking with her. Was he happy about turning 21? He didn’t felt like it. “Maybe…I never get what I want.” He was sure if his mother saw his behavior at that moment she would say he needed to behave like a man and confess once and for all.

It was the first time in his life he was glad his mother wasn’t there. “Well, I’m sure this time you’ll! 21 is a big number!” Her words were supposed to make him feel better, but it actually made him feel old and a little bad. He didn’t answer at that last text, and before he could even think about doing it, he received another one making him raise a brow. “For how long does a girl have to stay outside until you realize I’m here? Open the door!”  Myungsoo found this seriously weird. What the hell did she meant by that? Not even thinking about asking her what was going on, he got up from the floor and went straight towards the front door and opened it. What he saw made him feel his heart stop and the most stupid smile crossed his face. In front of him, right in front of him, was a cake with the candles ready for him and a very, very happy girl holding it in front of him. “Soojung…” He whispered and she smiled brightly at him.

“I wanted to be the first!” Krystal said with a happy face. Myungsoo was still trying to make sure he wasn’t dreaming about all of this. He was so happy that he could die. “And if I’m correct” She paused and with much effort she grabbed her cell, doing her best not to throw the cake to the floor. “In three minutes it will be officially March 13!” Three minutes? Where was time going? Just five minutes ago it was still one hour left, not it were just minutes? Maybe he should learn how to see the hours again. “So…Make a wish!” Myungsoo looked to the cake and then to Krystal. He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked with the candle light. He never expected something like this to happen, he never imagined she would actually be there. “Why…how?” He asked. “I may have lied to my manager and sister to be here. But it’s okay, now, wish!”

Myungsoo closed his eyes. He thought of something that he really wanted, something that he wanted more than anything in the whole world. He smiled and in seconds he blew the candles. Krystal smiled happily and congratulated him. “What did you wished for?” She asked as she placed the cake gently on the floor. “I can’t tell you. If I tell you, it won’t come true!” She stood in front of him and it was more than obvious Krystal was giving him a small pout. She wanted to know what he wished for. But she also knew he was as stubborn like her, and there was no point on asking anymore because he wasn’t going to tell her. “But why are you here? Couldn’t you just send me a text saying Happy Birthday?” He asked her and she shook her head. “Of course not. It’s 21! A very important date. When I turn 21 I don’t want you to send me a text.” Krystal said and the man smiled when he heard that. “You want me to go to your house in the middle of the night with a cake?”

Krystal glared at him. “Said like that makes me feel like I’m some kind of stalker.” Myungsoo almost laughed and only didn’t do it because it was late and he was in the hall, not inside his apartment, so the neighbors would probably complain. “But yeah, it’s exactly what I want.” With a smile she gave him a small box. Was she giving him a present? Another present? He didn’t need anything else. She was there with him, there with a birthday cake. What else did he need. “Well, I’ve to go now…My manager will kill me if he finds out I threatened Jonghyun-Oppa and Minho-Oppa to bring me here.” Myungsoo raised a brow and couldn’t help but feel jealous when he heard those words. “…they brought you here?” He asked and she nodded still smiling. “Yeah. If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t be here.” Just the thought of those two with Krystal in the same care made his blood boil. Just because Woohyun was friends with Key and probably Minho, didn’t mean he had to be too. He saw how Krystal and Minho were close. It made him mad, ready to kill someone. “…Do you have to go now? Can’t they wait a little?” He surprised himself with his words. Krystal looked at him with a surprised yet confused face.

Myungsoo took a deep breath and with an unknown courage, he grabbed her hands, forgetting all about the present she gave to him. In seconds he had his arms around her and she was feeling her face burn. Of all things that could happen, that wasn’t what she was expecting. “You want to know what I wished for?” He asked her and Krystal nodded, feeling his arms around her tighten the embrace. “…you…” It was probably the corniest thing in the world and he would regret for as long as he lived, but when he felt her pull away from him he was sure his heart was going to break. She was looking at him right in the eye and he didn’t know how to react. “….Now what am I suppose to wish for when it’s my birthday?” She asked him with a fake pissed off tone that only made him smile like the fool he was. He grabbed her hand and in a very shy way, he stole her one kiss. It was probably the smallest kiss ever, but he didn’t care. It was enough for him to prove a point. “We’ll think of something won’t we?” He asked and Krystal just smiled brightly at him.  “Sure we are…” She paused for a little and allowed her head to rest on his shoulder. “Happy 21 birthday!”