Birthday Cake -- Kyungsoo (& Exo K) (Exo)

Request: Where you and the Exo boys tried to bake him a birthday cake but failed miserably (for Kyungsoo). 

It was a disaster. A mess. Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong, you were sure of it. 

"Chanyeol, egg shells do not go into the mix” you screeched, examining the mess of a cake that sat on the counter top infront of you. You could practically see the tiny fragments of egg shell sticking out of various area of the sponge. 

That was - in the areas that werent scorched to a crisp. 

"And how long did you leave it in for, Baekhyun? I said 20 minutes!" you continued on, using a wary finger to poke at the sponge. If the recipe had been followed correctly the sponge would bounce back with ease, yet instead it felt like you were poking concrete. 

You heard Baekhyun scoff, rolling his eye at your comment. 

"You said no such thing" he retorted back, his arms folded across his chest. You couldn’t even muster up the sarcasm to throw a comment back. You were sure you had told him 20 minutes. No - infact you were positive. 

How could baking a birthday cake go so wrong?! It was simple!  Flour, eggs, butter, caster sugar and a pinch of baking soda. It wasn’t rocket science. Yet somehow the four of you had made a catastrophe of it.

You sunk to the ground, holding your head in behind your hands, trying not to mentally break down. 

Jongin and Joonmyun would be back any moment with Kyungsoo. They had barely managed to convince him to go out long enough so the rest of you could prepare a birthday cake for him. You had planned on baking him a cake for his birthday weeks ago, the K members and you deciding who would serve as the distraction while the rest of you did the making. Joonmyun and Jongin had decided they would take Kyungsoo shopping whilst Sehun, Chanyeol, Baekhyun and you cooked it.

It was a very simple plan, one you thought would have been flawless. It should have taken you no more than an hour to bake and decorate it, yet 40 minutes later all you had was a burnt, inedible, hard as rockthing that only barely resembled something cake like.

You squeezed your eyes together just at the thought. You didn’t have time nor the ingredients to bake another, not to mention having time to let it cool and decorate it. With Kyungsoo and the other two returning any minute you had no idea what to do. 

You had wanted to make him a cake. A simple birthday cake. A thank you for all of the times he had cooked for you and the others and a happy birthday rolled into one. Yet you had failed miserably. 

"Get up, it’s not even that big of a deal" Sehun finally joined the conversation, strolling into the kitchen like nobodys business.

You wasn’t even sure where he suddenly popped up from, vanishing into thin air before you could even enlist him to help. You were somewhat glad the maknae had actually. Things were bad enough with just Baekhyun and Chanyeol helping you, you didn’t want to know how much worse it could be if Sehun decided to chip in. 

The thought of burning down the entire dorm popped into mind. Yeah, maybe it was a good idea he hadn’t decided to help. 

"It is a big deal, Kyungsoo will be home soon!" you retorted, finally rising from your position to shoot a glare at the maknae. 

"He probably wont even care, _______" Baekhyun decided to rejoin the conversation, Chanyeol aiding him by throwing in a ‘yeah’ in agreement.

You were about to throw another comment back before hearing the front door of the dorm click open, following by the bellowing voice of Jongin announcing they were home.

Your pulse practically jumped into your throat, your heart thundering in your chest. You mentally cursed over and over in your mind as you raced around for an idea on what to do. 

What could you do? Really, what could you? You had no cake - not including the failed attempt at one - and Kyungsoo was in the next room. 

You had no cake and Kyungsoo would walk into the kitchen at any moment. 

You thought you would faint at any second. 

Before you had the chance to do anything, you were cut off by two pairs of hands against your back, directing you towards the kitchen door. 

"We’ll fix this" Baekhyun hissed at you.

"Don’t worry, ____-ah" Chanyeol added.

You didn’t even have a chance to fight the pair of them before you were pushed out of the kitchen into the living room, the door swinging closed behind you in an instant. 

You couldn’t help but internally cry as they had practically thrown you to the wolves, coming face to face with confused Kyungsoo and Jongin and Joonmyun at his sides. 

"Are you okay, ______?" Kyungsoo asked, his eyes scanning you from head to toe. You wore the same look of confusion for a moment, before realising your currently flour covered attire.

What once was a peach top, acid wash skinny jeans and grey cardigan and supposed to be your party outfit was now covered in the evidence of your failed attempt at making his cake. You mentally cursed at yourself for not wearing an apron. Things really couldn’t get worse for you today.

"Ahh, it’s … nothing" you retorted quickly back, giving a nervous laugh with it. You used your hands to brush off as much flour off your jeans as you possibly could before moving up to your top and cardigan. While you were doing so you caught Jongin’s gaze, who shot you apologetic looks from behind Kyungsoo’s shoulder for what you assumed was for being so early. 

You wasn’t exactly sure how long they had been gone however you knew it definitely wasn’t an hour. Not that it would have matters. You had no birthday cake after all. 

You wondered what exactly were Sehun, Baekhyun and Chanyeol were doing in the kitchen whilst you stood in the middle of the living room facing Kyungsoo. Well, you had done at first, though opted to look at the ground instead as well as the tiny fragments of dirt that had caught your attention all of a sudden. You couldn’t ignore the awkward tension between the four of you thought, so thick you could probably cut it. 

Metaphorically speaking of course.

When you finally got bored of examining the carpet so thoroughly, practically detailing every fragment of dirt in it, you in a breathe. 

"I’m sorry, Kyungsoo. I’m really sorry, but…" 

You were cut off by the kitchen door finally flying open, Baekhyun and Chanyeol stumbling through it with Sehun at their back. You unconsciously jumped at the sound, the door crashing into the living room wall that was sure to leave a dent, followed by the bellowing shouts of “SURPRISE!” from Chan and Baek.  

You were sure by the end of the day you were going to have a heart attack or some kind of breakdown from stress. If you started to go grey before you were thirty, you would never forgive the pair for no doubt causing you too. 

It took you a few seconds to notice the place in Sehun’s hand after he had pushed his way through the pair, coming to the front. You saw a small, circular item covered in light blue icing, the words ‘Happy Birthday D.O.’ written messily in a darker blue icing on the front. You also took note of the single candle that sat in the middle, white in colour that was lit and flickered in contrast against the rest of the item. 

A cake. You creased your eyebrows together in question. How had they.. ?

"Happy Birthday, hyung" Sehun spoke and gave one his rare smiles, followed by the other four males repeating the same line in unison. You finally snapped out of your thoughts, giving a happy birthday to Kyungsoo of your own.

You were still in somewhat of an awe over how they had somehow magicked up another cake so quickly. 

"I made you a cake" Chanyeol said proudly. 

“We made you a cake” Baekhyun quickly corrected him with a scoff. 

You only half listened to the pair of them squabble as Sehun shot you a ‘I-told-you-so’ look. Your insides boiled as you fought the urge to wipe that smug look of his face. 

You were in the middle of imagining doing just that when you heard Kyungsoo sputter words of thanks. 

"It looks great, thank you ______, hyungs" he said shyly, giving you a light nod with a slight up turn of his lips into a smile as he did. You couldn’t help but let a smile of your own grace your lips, giving a nod back .

You clapped lightly along with the others, minus Sehun who’s hands were occupied, as Kyungsoo blew out the single candle on top of the cake. Call you a child, but you couldn’t help but love the part where the candles were blew out the most out of birthday. To you it felt somewhat… magical. 

Speaking of magic. You still didn’t know where they had magicked up another cake so quickly. Unless.. 

It was the same cake.