A tap on her shoulder makes her turn around. Nayeon greets her with the biggest grin on her face; her bunny teeth are showing and her eyes are crinkled at the corners. Sana smiles too.

The van relentlessly runs through the night, from the venue they were at to the airport.

The rushing lamp posts cast their orange light on their tired faces, but Sana still looks as ethereal as ever, and Nayeon looks no less gorgeous than her.

“Birthday girl,” Nayeon comments, sleepily dragging the words out of .

“That’s me,” Sana giggles, hushed, not to wake up the other 2 members in the van trying to catch whatever bit of sleep they could get before their flight.

“You’re beautiful,” Nayeon whispers making the younger girl blush. She leans closer, her perfume invading Sana’s senses, making her sway a little.

The kiss she presses to Sana’s cheek is soft and calming, makes the birthday girl close her eyes to relish the feeling (as sleep takes over).

“ Happy birthday , Sana.”