summary: Taehyung had been your best friend since you were little kids. Every birthday, he is insistent on having you make a wish and blow out the candles. But some wishes don’t come true, and others have a funny way of manifesting themselves in your life.
genre: slight angst?? but mostly fluff
word count: 6318
A/N: this kind of just happened? For the past few days I kept dreaming about this, and so I had to write it all down. (I also stayed up until 5 am writing most of this so I’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense). Also, this is me experimenting with writing in the second person, since it’s something that I am not used to. Enjoy!