You never got a cake for your birthday due to your neglectful parents and this year is no different. You wake up, hoping that this is the day they finally remember. You saw that they didn’t remember once again as they continued with their daily lives. Even though you were disappointed, it wasn’t that much of a surprise. You went to school while hoping maybe even your friends would remember.

It turns out they didn’t remember either. You walk to your locker, noticing that Austin and his friends were standing near it while chatting amongst themselves. You sigh and open your locker, your eyes widening slightly as you see a boxed cake inside. It wasn’t the best cake, but at least the person who did it actually remembered it was your birthday today. Austin stares at you and chuckles at your shocked expression.

Who would ever make y/n a cake?

You look at his fingers and notice flour on them.