“HOLY , THIS IS SOOOO GOOD!!”

“Suga, Namjoon, you have to try this! OMG, I can freaking die right now. This is food heaven,” J-hope screamed from the adjoining room as he attacked the food Jin sent over a while ago.

It was 1 a.m. and they were still at the studio making some finishing touches to the song they all worked together on. The three of them have been friends for a long time and their common interest in music led them to create a production unit under an entertainment company. J-hope is a choreographer/producer/rapper while Suga and Namjoon are both rappers/producers.

They ignored the noises J-hope was making, both men already accustomed to the loud, boisterous personality of their friend. But the next thing he said made Namjoon freeze.

“Ya! Namjoon-ah, isn’t it Jin’s birthday? I got an app notification this morning. Don’t tell me you ed up and forgot about it.”

“You should go. I can finish this up,” Suga quietly said.

“I’m sure Jin will understand. He knows this is