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[narcolepsy]

[ baein switches to video too, and then he listens patiently, eyes widening. spend... that festival, with daeshim? sure, the vampire knows little of it, but he does almost understand most of the themes of the festival, but surely—

wait. ]

Your birthday? You didn't tell me about it! Wait—

[ sitting up straighter, baein leans in for the camera. ]

"First"? How is it your first?

[faeshim]

[daeshim fidgets, as close to bashful as he ever gets.]

I don't know the actual day of my birth...or if I was even born at all. But someone has been kind enough to let me share his.

I just thought...it was something I'd like to experience. To have people celebrate your existence seems very meaningful.

[narcolepsy]

[ oh. oh it's cute. it's adorable even, and baein resist the urge to coo, and instead his smile turns so so fond. ]

Oh... I'm so glad you get to experience it too. That you want to. I'd love to spend the day with you, and whoever is sharing it with you.

[faeshim]

[the fae looks up, flashing baein a smile that's bright and rare. the feeling that comes with it isn't rare at all, all he needs is to be talking to bae.]

It'll be at night, of course! We'll have a bonfire, and Jasper will make a beautiful cake. And dancing! Do you like dancing?

[dancing is in a fae's blood, but daeshim hasn't actually done a lot of it.]

[narcolepsy]

[ baein's smile widens, just because daeshim looks so happy, and baein can't help to mirror it. because... it's what he does. because it's daeshim. ]

I know some dance, but probably not the type of dance you're talking about. I'd love to try.

[faeshim]

You'll be good at it. I know you will.

[but honestly, he could step on daeshim's feet the whole night and he wouldn't complain.]

[narcolepsy]

Hmm, I'm not sure, but I'll try my best.

[ baein might step on feet at first yes, though he IS trained in ballroom dancing. which... isn't the same. ]