[6:40 pm] Your cold hands grip your mug, the scent of chocolate and cinnamon filling your senses. It had been a long and very cold day. But now, sitting here, in front of a warm fire, body snuggled up to Chan---you don’t seem to mind so much. His presence alone could warm you from the inside out, it was almost like magic.Â
You can’t help but look up at him in awe, the dim glow of the fire only made him look that much more beautiful. You don’t really take note of how long you’ve been staring, no doubt with a soft and sappy grin on your face. It’s not until he asks, “what?” A soft laugh following, that you come back to your senses.Â
“Nothing, I was just thinking---how on earth did I get so lucky?” You say. You don’t miss the way his smile lights up.Â
“I guess we both got lucky,” he replies. “There’s no other way to explain something this...Right.”Â
“I really love you, you know that?” You can’t help the soft smile on your face as you speak.
“Hm, I think I had a feeling,” he teases and you bump him with your shoulder, both of you laughing.
“I love you too,” he answers.
