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“Hmm… where is it…?” you mumbled to yourself as you looked for something in the supermarket. You were looking for an instant mix and this is your first time to go to this place. You had been looking around for half an hour. “Maybe here…” you turned and looked up and down.

“There it is!” you exclaimed happily. You took a box of a cupcake mix and looked at the instruction first. Hm… it’s not that hard, you thought. It’s still better than making it from scratch. Even though you had seen the real baking many times, you weren’t sure if you made it yourself; it would turn as good as his.

You bought the package and went home. It’s just one day before his birthday and you couldn’t think of any present for him. So you decided to give him cupcakes; his favorite food. You just hoped that nothing went wrong tomorrow when you made it. The party will be from afternoon until late at night. You had an instant mix so it would not take that long to make it.

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Today… was the day you feared from the beginning of the month. You woke up early and made preparation. When you were ready, you began to make it, following the instruction carefully. Once the mix was done, you separated them into several spots and then put it inside the oven and you waited. You had set the time and once in a while you would look at the clock to make sure that you wouldn’t forget. When your timer beeped, you got up, wore a mitten and opened the oven. Your hand shook when you opened it but when you smelled the cupcake… oh god it was so nice. You took it out from the oven and placed it in your counter.

You scanned each of them and felt really proud and satisfied. “Oh god really, really thank you.” You said to no one in particular. You had prepared the icing as well, the color was blue and pink, his favorite, again. It’s a bit strange but who cared. He was as cute and innocent as a child. No wonder you really wanted to see his smile again and again. If you saw him happy then it made you happy too.

If it was about icing, you had learnt some from him and he had been counting on you for icing his cupcakes for several times already. You had the confidence and began to icing them.

Once they were ready, they looked wonderful. You were really proud of yourself and jumped a bit like a kid. You took a box and placed four cupcakes in it, two for each color. The box had designated places in it so the cupcake wouldn’t touch each other. You closed the box and decorated it a bit then it’s done!

You huffed and looked at the clock. It was one hour before the party. Your house was actually far from his and if you want to be there on time you should depart at least thirty minutes from your house. You were almost panicked but you remembered that it’s alright to be late for some minutes. You cleaned up that took thirty minutes then went upstairs to ready yourself.

Forty five minutes later, you were ready from top to bottom. You took your keys, purse and the box of cupcakes then you drove away with your car to his house.

When you arrived, there were already so many cars. You parked and got off. You went to the door bringing the gifts carefully. When you were right in front of the door and were about to press the bell, someone called you from behind. You knew who it was from his loud voice.

“(name)!”

You turned you head to see Alfred. “Hi!”

“What are you doing here, just barge in!” he said and laughed. He opened the door and you followed him behind. It’s just his nature to do what he wanted and he had his excuses for that. When you were in, you could see most of your friends were already there. “Come on dudette, follow me!” Alfred said, though rather than following him, he had grabbed your hand and led you passing the crowd to where the birthday man was.

Arthur Kirkland was standing there. He was with Francis and Matthew when we approached him. “Yo! Artie! Happy birthday man!” Alfred released you and just hugged Arthur. You just smiled seeing Arthur tried so hard to be free from Alfred. When Alfred was done, you walked forward and congratulated him, “Happy birthday, Arthur.” And you gave him one of your gifts, just another simple set of tea cup. He would be happy for that. He thanked you and then you looked around him. You didn’t see him anywhere. Even when you walked pass the crowd. Where was he?

“Are you looking for him, love?” Arthur asked suddenly.

“Ah, uh, yes,” you replied.

He sighed and said, “He’s still upstairs. He doesn’t want to go down, but maybe if you’re here he will.” Arthur then went upstairs as you waited there. While you were waiting, you also looked around. You knew everyone and that meant his friends hadn’t showed up yet. He once told you about his friends, but you never met them.

“Artie, let go. I can walk by myself.”

You heard a voice and you knew it. You turned your body to see that he was being dragged by Arthur.

“No. if I do, you’ll just go up again. Moreover, (name) is here already.”

“Eh?”

You just stood there, admiring that cute look on his face. Arthur had a twin and you just knew that around five years ago. He had studied elsewhere and just got home to England five years ago. And ever since you met him, you were interested in him. He was a complete opposite of his twin, from appearance to attitude to hobbies. He had that soft pink hair and blue eyes like the sky while Arthur had blond hair and green eyes like emerald. His clothes were usually bright colors while Arthur preferred normal colors. He could cook very well, especially in baking cupcakes, while Arthur had a strange ability to turn whatever he cooked to something almost poisonous. Arthur acted like a gentleman while he acted also like a gentleman, but childishly.

There he was. Oliver Kirkland.

“(name), I bring him to you,” Arthur’s voice snapped you out of your mind. You looked at Arthur and then at Oliver. Oliver was looking at the floor. You were really happy to see him and about to say something but then Arthur interrupted you, “I leave him with you, love. I have to welcome more guests.” You just nodded and said, “Okay, thanks Arthur.” And you asked Oliver if he wanted to go to the backyard where it was uncrowded. You just didn’t want to be seen when you gave him his present. He just nodded. You held his hand and led him.

When you were in the backyard garden, you sat on the bench and he sat beside you. You inhaled and exhaled. You knew it was just strange to be nervous to give someone a gift, but when it included Oliver, that was not strange for you. You had liked him for years and you knew that your feelings for him were more than that now. You loved him.

He always invited you when he made cupcakes and he always wore that sweet smile that could make you smile when you were down. You had owed him that much. You glanced at him and he was still looking down. Now you were worried. This man here was really a big child. It’s just obvious that he was sad about something. You got up and bent in front of him, holding his hands as you looked at his face. “Ollie, what happen? You look sad.”

He just kept silent but you didn’t want to give up so fast so you ask him again, “What happen? Tell me. You know you can tell me everything.”

“… It’s just… everyone here forgets that I also have my birthday today. They just remember about Artie… that’s why I don’t want to go down.”

Oh no. You noticed he had tears already. You wouldn’t want the birthday man cried on his birthday, because of a little misunderstanding. You stood and lifted his head, “Don’t you dare to cry, Oliver and I won’t let you cry,” you said as you cupped his face, “I remember it, so not everyone forgets. I remember.”

He just stayed silent, but his face showed shock. Maybe he was shocked to hear you said that. “Wipe that tears, I want you to see this,” you said as you pointed at the box. He looked at the box as he wiped his eyes. You took the box and were still nervous. Would he like this?

You opened the box and showed him what was inside. His face brightened and he wore that smile of his again. “I- I make these. A-and I really want to give this to you,” you stuttered. You saw his face. He was really happy.

“Poppet, you make these?”

You just nodded and he suddenly got up and hugged you. You set the box aside so it wouldn’t crush. “Poppet, you’re so amazing! My little poppet can make her own cupcakes! I can’t be happier!”

“Woah, Ollie, be careful, you’re gonna crush the cupcakes.”

He released you, “Oh yeah. Sorry, I’m just so happy~”

You sighed but smiled. This was what you want from him. He was just too precious to be sad. “Can I try it, poppet?” he asked. “Of course. It’s your present after all.” He took one and bit it. You waited for his respond which was surprising. “It’s super delicious, poppet! You’ve done a good work!”

You smiled and took one too, eating together with him. “Glad to hear that, Oliver.”

After you were done eating, you sat on the bench for a while before you heard Alfred’s voice from inside the house, signaling that the main part of the party would begin. “Looks like the party begins. Let’s go inside,” you got up but were stopped by Oliver. “Hm?”

“Uh… can I say something to you first?” he asked.

“Sure,” you said and you sat back. You looked at him, waiting for anything he wanted to say, but it was different from what you had expected. “(name), I… I love you.”

After hearing that, you felt like your face heated up and you were sure you were blushing real hard now. You looked at his face and it was obvious that he was scared to be rejected. You just smiled and pressed your lips against his. He was surprised but soon melted to the kiss. When you separated, you put your forehead against his and said, “I love you too, Ollie. Ever since we’ve met.”

After that he kissed you again gently. He pulled back and you hugged him. “Happy birthday, my sweet Oliver~”

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“Hmm… where is it…?” you mumbled to yourself as you looked for something in the supermarket. You were looking for an instant mix and this is your first time to go to this place. You had been looking around for half an hour. “Maybe here…” you turned and looked up and down.

“There it is!” you exclaimed happily. You took a box of a cupcake mix and looked at the instruction first. Hm… it’s not that hard, you thought. It’s still better than making it from scratch. Even though you had seen the real baking many times, you weren’t sure if you made it yourself; it would turn as good as his.

You bought the package and went home. It’s just one day before his birthday and you couldn’t think of any present for him. So you decided to give him cupcakes; his favorite food. You just hoped that nothing went wrong tomorrow when you made it. The party will be from afternoon until late at night. You had an instant mix so it would not take that long to make it.

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Today… was the day you feared from the beginning of the month. You woke up early and made preparation. When you were ready, you began to make it, following the instruction carefully. Once the mix was done, you separated them into several spots and then put it inside the oven and you waited. You had set the time and once in a while you would look at the clock to make sure that you wouldn’t forget. When your timer beeped, you got up, wore a mitten and opened the oven. Your hand shook when you opened it but when you smelled the cupcake… oh god it was so nice. You took it out from the oven and placed it in your counter.

You scanned each of them and felt really proud and satisfied. “Oh god really, really thank you.” You said to no one in particular. You had prepared the icing as well, the color was blue and pink, his favorite, again. It’s a bit strange but who cared. He was as cute and innocent as a child. No wonder you really wanted to see his smile again and again. If you saw him happy then it made you happy too.

If it was about icing, you had learnt some from him and he had been counting on you for icing his cupcakes for several times already. You had the confidence and began to icing them.

Once they were ready, they looked wonderful. You were really proud of yourself and jumped a bit like a kid. You took a box and placed four cupcakes in it, two for each color. The box had designated places in it so the cupcake wouldn’t touch each other. You closed the box and decorated it a bit then it’s done!

You huffed and looked at the clock. It was one hour before the party. Your house was actually far from his and if you want to be there on time you should depart at least thirty minutes from your house. You were almost panicked but you remembered that it’s alright to be late for some minutes. You cleaned up that took thirty minutes then went upstairs to ready yourself.

Forty five minutes later, you were ready from top to bottom. You took your keys, purse and the box of cupcakes then you drove away with your car to his house.

When you arrived, there were already so many cars. You parked and got off. You went to the door bringing the gifts carefully. When you were right in front of the door and were about to press the bell, someone called you from behind. You knew who it was from his loud voice.

“(name)!”

You turned you head to see Alfred. “Hi!”

“What are you doing here, just barge in!” he said and laughed. He opened the door and you followed him behind. It’s just his nature to do what he wanted and he had his excuses for that. When you were in, you could see most of your friends were already there. “Come on dudette, follow me!” Alfred said, though rather than following him, he had grabbed your hand and led you passing the crowd to where the birthday man was.

Arthur Kirkland was standing there. He was with Francis and Matthew when we approached him. “Yo! Artie! Happy birthday man!” Alfred released you and just hugged Arthur. You just smiled seeing Arthur tried so hard to be free from Alfred. When Alfred was done, you walked forward and congratulated him, “Happy birthday, Arthur.” And you gave him one of your gifts, just another simple set of tea cup. He would be happy for that. He thanked you and then you looked around him. You didn’t see him anywhere. Even when you walked pass the crowd. Where was he?

“Are you looking for him, love?” Arthur asked suddenly.

“Ah, uh, yes,” you replied.

He sighed and said, “He’s still upstairs. He doesn’t want to go down, but maybe if you’re here he will.” Arthur then went upstairs as you waited there. While you were waiting, you also looked around. You knew everyone and that meant his friends hadn’t showed up yet. He once told you about his friends, but you never met them.

“Artie, let go. I can walk by myself.”

You heard a voice and you knew it. You turned your body to see that he was being dragged by Arthur.

“No. if I do, you’ll just go up again. Moreover, (name) is here already.”

“Eh?”

You just stood there, admiring that cute look on his face. Arthur had a twin and you just knew that around five years ago. He had studied elsewhere and just got home to England five years ago. And ever since you met him, you were interested in him. He was a complete opposite of his twin, from appearance to attitude to hobbies. He had that soft pink hair and blue eyes like the sky while Arthur had blond hair and green eyes like emerald. His clothes were usually bright colors while Arthur preferred normal colors. He could cook very well, especially in baking cupcakes, while Arthur had a strange ability to turn whatever he cooked to something almost poisonous. Arthur acted like a gentleman while he acted also like a gentleman, but childishly.

There he was. Oliver Kirkland.

“(name), I bring him to you,” Arthur’s voice snapped you out of your mind. You looked at Arthur and then at Oliver. Oliver was looking at the floor. You were really happy to see him and about to say something but then Arthur interrupted you, “I leave him with you, love. I have to welcome more guests.” You just nodded and said, “Okay, thanks Arthur.” And you asked Oliver if he wanted to go to the backyard where it was uncrowded. You just didn’t want to be seen when you gave him his present. He just nodded. You held his hand and led him.

When you were in the backyard garden, you sat on the bench and he sat beside you. You inhaled and exhaled. You knew it was just strange to be nervous to give someone a gift, but when it included Oliver, that was not strange for you. You had liked him for years and you knew that your feelings for him were more than that now. You loved him.

He always invited you when he made cupcakes and he always wore that sweet smile that could make you smile when you were down. You had owed him that much. You glanced at him and he was still looking down. Now you were worried. This man here was really a big child. It’s just obvious that he was sad about something. You got up and bent in front of him, holding his hands as you looked at his face. “Ollie, what happen? You look sad.”

He just kept silent but you didn’t want to give up so fast so you ask him again, “What happen? Tell me. You know you can tell me everything.”

“… It’s just… everyone here forgets that I also have my birthday today. They just remember about Artie… that’s why I don’t want to go down.”

Oh no. You noticed he had tears already. You wouldn’t want the birthday man cried on his birthday, because of a little misunderstanding. You stood and lifted his head, “Don’t you dare to cry, Oliver and I won’t let you cry,” you said as you cupped his face, “I remember it, so not everyone forgets. I remember.”

He just stayed silent, but his face showed shock. Maybe he was shocked to hear you said that. “Wipe that tears, I want you to see this,” you said as you pointed at the box. He looked at the box as he wiped his eyes. You took the box and were still nervous. Would he like this?

You opened the box and showed him what was inside. His face brightened and he wore that smile of his again. “I- I make these. A-and I really want to give this to you,” you stuttered. You saw his face. He was really happy.

“Poppet, you make these?”

You just nodded and he suddenly got up and hugged you. You set the box aside so it wouldn’t crush. “Poppet, you’re so amazing! My little poppet can make her own cupcakes! I can’t be happier!”

“Woah, Ollie, be careful, you’re gonna crush the cupcakes.”

He released you, “Oh yeah. Sorry, I’m just so happy~”

You sighed but smiled. This was what you want from him. He was just too precious to be sad. “Can I try it, poppet?” he asked. “Of course. It’s your present after all.” He took one and bit it. You waited for his respond which was surprising. “It’s super delicious, poppet! You’ve done a good work!”

You smiled and took one too, eating together with him. “Glad to hear that, Oliver.”

After you were done eating, you sat on the bench for a while before you heard Alfred’s voice from inside the house, signaling that the main part of the party would begin. “Looks like the party begins. Let’s go inside,” you got up but were stopped by Oliver. “Hm?”

“Uh… can I say something to you first?” he asked.

“Sure,” you said and you sat back. You looked at him, waiting for anything he wanted to say, but it was different from what you had expected. “(name), I… I love you.”

After hearing that, you felt like your face heated up and you were sure you were blushing real hard now. You looked at his face and it was obvious that he was scared to be rejected. You just smiled and pressed your lips against his. He was surprised but soon melted to the kiss. When you separated, you put your forehead against his and said, “I love you too, Ollie. Ever since we’ve met.”

After that he kissed you again gently. He pulled back and you hugged him. “Happy birthday, my sweet Oliver~”