“What do you mean there’s no cake? Didn’t I ask you if you could get it ages ago? It’s tiramisu, the kind from that bakery he really likes! Did you seriously not get it, Yiren?” A man leans languidly against a vibrant red Tesla as he speaks snappily into the phone. His fiery red hair, a shade lighter than the car, falls into his dark, peach blossom eyes and nearly reaches his shoulders. His full lips are constantly moving, one moment, puckered in a frown, the next minute ferociously spewing reprimands towards the person on the other end. He’s wearing a branded leather jacket and black pants that hug his legs, making them look long and slender.
“Me? You want me to do it? Haven’t I already told you I’ll be bringing Bai over, do you think I have the time for that?!” He seems to hear something funny on the other end because he laughs, however his laugh is dark and sarcastic sounding.
“I’m full of myself? That’s right, go tell the world I, Huo Ran, am full of myself because I want my best friend’s birthday party to be perfect, go tell-” he pauses hearing the click of the phone as the person on the other end hangs up. Sighing, he brings the phone down by his side and gazes out at the empty garage for a moment. Then, with another sigh, he lifts the phone again and dials a number. A moment later he brings it up to his ear.
“Hey? It’s me. Yeah, I’m sorry to bother you when you already have stuff to prepare but do you think you can grab Bai’s cake from the bakery?” Huo Ran listens to the person on the other end speak for a moment, then he laughs weakly.
“Yes, yes he got mad and hung up on me. I don’t need you to tell me I told you so. I-” He listens again.
“It’s not my temper that’s the problem-hey, who the hell are you calling a tsundere!? I’m not! When am I-”
The person on the other end mentions something.
“Screw you man! That was eight hundred years ago, are you really bringing up that shit right now?! I-don’t laugh!” Just buy the damn cake!” Click. This time it’s Huo Ran’s turn to hang up first and with a huff, he gets into his car, pulls out of the garage, and starts to drive. Half an hour later he arrives in front of a rich looking community. He pulls out his phone and makes a call.
“Hey, I’m outside your house, come on out.” The person on the other side says something unintelligible, riddled with hollers and whoops. Huo Ran laughs, his mood lightening.
“Are you drunk already? Come on out.”
“Coming, coming.” Within moments, a smaller guy scampers out of the gates of the community. He has soft blonde curls, a stylish peach, fluffy coat, and a dimpled smile.
“Heyyyyyyyy! Let’s partyyyyyyy!”
“Get in.” Huo Ran says, laughingly. The other person slips into the seat next to him.
“So! Where’s this at? Who’s this at? You gotta give me the deets pronto!” This startles another chuckle out of Huo Ran.
“Who even talks like that?”
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“I, his highness Bai, the great party king, does. Now, seriously, what’s up with this? You told me soo last minute, I barely got my curls perfect!” Huo Ran glances over from the corner of his eye.
“Ktfs ibbx olcf ab wf.
“Ktfs vb, vbc’a atfs?” Djl qgffcr tlwrfio. “Vb, rabq vlragjmalcu wf, ktja’r atlr qjgas obg?”
“Qfii sbe xcbk…” Leb Ejc fnjrlnfis gfrqbcvr.
“Qtja vb sbe wfjc sbe xcbk-”
“Ktlcur jgfc’a kbgxlcu bea klat Tlgfc.” Djl pbiar eq. “Qtja? Qts? Glvc’a sbe ilxf tlw?!’
“Well, he doesn’t really get me…”
“What do you mean he doesn’t really get you? You guys would be cute together!”
“Well, and he’s not the most reliable.”
“Huh? Why??”
“Well, you know…”
“Ohhh, you mean that? Well…” Bai prattles on and on as Huo Ran glances out the window. What a sacrifice I’m making. I’m such a good friend he thinks to himself. After thirty minutes of torturous lecturing, they finally arrive.
“…seriously, you need a guy who’ll either put up with your temper or indulge you! Maybe someone who can balance you out? Like-”
“We’re here.” Huo Ran turns into a parking spot near a high end club.
“Hey, listen to me finish!”
“I thought you were excited to party.”
“I was, I am!”
“Come on then!” Hastily exiting the car, Huo Ran takes large strides towards the door, Bai trailing after him, mutters grouchily. “Jeez, you’re really-” He steps in through the door.
“SURPRISE!” Bai pauses, then his eyes widen like saucers as he takes in the numerous friends and acquaintances, all decked out in party clothes, surrounding a massive tiramisu in the center of the room. With a scream, he dives into the crowd. Huo Ran signals the DJ and the music quickly starts.
The lights flash and the music booms as people grind on the dance floor. Huo Ran slips through the crowd, waving, hugging, saying hi to each acquaintance until he finally sees someone at the corner. At almost 1.9 meters he’s fairly tall, with a buzz cut, leather jacket, and sharp features. Unlike Huo Ran and Bai, his hair is completely black but this does nothing to diminish from the aura emanating from him.
“Hey Ren.” Huo Ran reaches towards him, patting him on the shoulder. The guy glances up and smiles.
“Thanks for bringing the cake.”
“It was nothing.”
“Anything else wrong?”
“No.”
“That’s good.” Huo Ran peers out towards the crowd. “Well, Bai is enjoying it so it seems like everything’s worked out. You’re not going to dance?”
“I will…you and Yiren-”
“JIANG REN, HUO RAN, COME DANCE!!” As if on cue, Bai suddenly pops between the two, an arm on either of their shoulders.
Huo Ran bursts into laughter and Jiang Ren chuckles along with him.
“Alright, alright, let’s go.” Bai drags the two over to the dance floor. They dance, eventually cut and eat cake, finally the three friends wind up at a table to the side, reminiscing.
“Hey Ran, guess what I wished for?”
“Birthday wish? What are you a 400 year old guy doing pretending to be young?” Jiang Ren coughs as Bai ferociously elbows him.
“I don’t know, what?” Huo Ran lazily raises a brow with a yawn. Jiang Ren furrows his brow, “have you been tiring yourself out?”
“I’m fine.” Huo Ran responds.
“It has to do with you…” Bai says in a lilting voice. Huo Ran taps the glass with his fingers.
“You want my autograph to chase a guy?”
Bai’s face scrunches up. “Che! Why would I need your autograph to chase a guy!? Your fans are girls!”
“I have guy fans too.”
“Che! Then why don’t you get with one of them and prove it?”
“I don’t touch fans, I’m a gentleman” Huo Ran teasingly smiles.
“Hmph! Gentleman my ass. Anyway, you’ve been single for ages. Finally, you have Yiren but he’s a disappointment. Have you even lost your virginity at this point?!” The longer Bai speaks the more impassioned he becomes. Finally, he stands up proclaiming, “therefore…I wished that this year would mark the end of your singlehood!” Huo Ran opens and closes his mouth looking as if he doesn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“What kind of wish is that…?”
“Well, if you were more reliable I wouldn’t have to make a wish like that!”
“Reliable?” Huo Ran asks, laughing.
Bai looks up and sighs for the sake of his hopeless friend before sitting back down. “Ah, if only the perfect guy for you would just magically appear…”
Suddenly, screams sound from the audience and Huo Ran’s head snaps towards the direction of the sound. In the center of the crowd stands a man clad in pure white, his long dark hair flowing behind him, one hand holding a sword, the other poised for battle, wearing that perpetually frosty expression, his eyes fixed on Huo Ran. “I found you.”
Did Huo Ran just mention me at the beginning??? Ngl, I this novel has good vibes 🤭
Tiramisu approved ～>`)～～～
Tiramisu is delicious, I love your name!😋
Thanks!!
This novel seems very intriguing. I love your work 🌸
Thanks!😊
I found you.
HR: ▪︎dere vibes activated▪︎
Bai: if only HR’s perfect guy will appear…
Mo Lan: bonjour
Everyone:
Everyone: 0__0
The wish came true, instantly and literally lmaoooo
Yup:)
Ohoho i thought at first hou ran was the gong ehehehehe this is gonna be good