With candles.
Wind rushes around you, billowing your hair in all directions as the cake plate comes to a perfect landing in your hands.
It’s a beautiful cake with swirls of chocolate frosting, topped with chocolate curls.
The most beautiful cake you’ve ever seen.
Slowly, you look up from this mysterious culinary masterpiece, and there’s Ziros leaning against the edge of the wall that separates your bed area from the kitchen. Arms folded. Grinning smugly.
As you stare between him and the cake on its platter in your hands, he says, “I heard it’s your birthday.”
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The Hot Guy Celebrates Your Birthday
You
You continue to stare back and forth from Ziros to the cake. Dumbstruck.
“Well?” He asks, “Aren’t you going to blow out the candles?”
Candles. Yes, there are lit candles, despite the wind. Candles that did not go out.
Because magic.
Apparently.
“Right, of course,” you say, nodding along, still not really sure what’s going on. Is this a dream? This has to be a dream.
“Don’t forget to make a wish,” Ziros says as you take a deep breath.
A wish?
You’re still far too half-asleep for this.
What even to wish for?
In the .005 seconds before you blow out the candles, you close your eyes and focus on the first thing that comes to mind.
You get them all in one sweep.
Does that mean your wish will come true?
With another disbelieving glance from the cake to Ziros, you ask, “You…made this?”
He grins wider.
“Yep.”
And he’s never looked so proud of himself.
Honestly, heshouldbe proud of himself. You’re seriously impressed. You can still barely believe it.
The dude is incredible.
Slowly, you say, “You didn’t tell me you’re a chef.”
Ziros just laughs.
