Jongin’s Christmas tree is beginning to wilt and turn brown, but the nice pine smell has kept him from throwing it out just yet. It usually permeates the whole apartment, but right now it’s being overwhelmed by the scent of freshly baked cookies.

“Do you have any icing?” Chanyeol yells from the kitchen. They hear him loud and clear even with the speakers blasting songs from Baekhyun's iphone.

“Fridge, bottom right drawer,” Jongin yells back.

Baekhyun laughs. “I can’t believe you’re letting him bake cookies in your kitchen.”

Jongin takes a sip of his beer. “Should I be worried?”

“He won’t burn it down, if that’s what you’re asking,” Baekhyun says.

Chanyeol peeks his head into the bedroom. “I heard that!”

Baekhyun cackles. “I was also going to say, that you make the most delicious cookies ever.”

“Better.” Chanyeol gives them a sharp nod and disappears back into the kitchen.

“You guys didn’t have to come over,” Jongin says.

“And leave you alone on your birthday? Never!” Baekhyun puts his empty beer bottle on top of Jongin’s dresser.

After the whole disastrous reveal, Baekhyun hadn’t left Jongin time alone to mope in the misery of his life. He and Chanyeol constantly checked up on him, making him feel less horrible about what he’d done. When the newly engaged couple learned from Sehun that it was Jongin’s birthday and he planned on spending it alone, they’d barged into his apartment and tak