Chapter 17. Happy Birthday (1)

POV: JaeMin

"Today is October fifteenth.

You know what this date means, right?

Well, it's my birthday, which means I'm getting old.

Not too old, but old.

Twenty-eight years old isn't that great because it brings you closer to thirty, and they say the thirties are dark for everyone."

"Actually, thirty years old is the peak year," JunKoo responds when I complain about my age once again today.

"No, I want to be twenty-seven forever."

He clicks his tongue, laughs, and bends down to pick up one of Jiwan's toys that is lying in the middle of our kitchen.

I look at him apprehensively, but JunKoo doesn't even care about the big belly in front of him. He walks to the counter to wash it and calmly hands it back to the baby.

"Jujube is making a mess with these scattered toys," he warns. "We need to teach him not to grab them."

"Well, weren't you