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ø: Our muses cuddle by the fireplace with hot cocoa.
jongin likes christmas, he sort of likes winter –– mostly because it's nice and he loves snow (he's a huge fan of snowmans and snowball fights). but he's never been too into the whole winter thing because it's cold and jongin being well jongin, he doesn't have much to keep him warm during this cold season.
but he's not too sure when he's decided that he loves winter and that it's more than just 'bearable.' he scans the apartment –– the one that looks nothing like his own and he leans back into the cushions, sipping on his hot cocoa before placing it aside.
his eyes are half lidded and he's slowly starting to doze off when he feels something shift beside him, followed by warm hands settling onto his arms, as if pulling him closer. he blinks his eyes open and laughter nearly spills out of his lips almost instantaneously when he spots kyungsoo beside him –– snuggling as if the empty spaces were meant only for him.
"hyung?"
"no questions," kyungsoo replies curtly and perhaps it's the light reflecting off of the laptop screen ( the one with a fireplace screensaver that jongin had practically begged for kyungsoo to download ) but he spots a tint of red –– or is that pink? –– adorning kyungsoo's face and he feels a surge of warmth spread throughout him. for a moment he thinks his own face is tinting a nice shade of pink as well, mirroring kyungsoo's, but he ignores it –– instead opting to place an arm around kyungsoo's shoulders, easily pulling the smaller male closer.
"what are you ––?"
"it saves space and keeps us warmer," jongin replies as though completely unfazed by the sudden proximity. somehow kyungsoo buys this excuse and nods his head, before he rests it against jongin's shoulder and –– fuck fuck fuck boys should not be feeling this way when another boy decides to put his head against your shoulder!
but jongin's gaze falls onto kyungsoo's small frame –– and jongin could think up a million excuses as to why this isn't very normal between casual 'friends' but he pushes the thought aside and instead he decides to rest his own head atop kyungsoo's.
"jongin what are you doing?"
"nice tiny hyung," he hums under his breath, kyungsoo's hair soft against his chin. ( 'boys really shouldn't be feeling this way about other boys,' he tells himself but then he throws the thought out the window because fuck it –– he really likes this and he doesn't want to let this moment pass at all ).
"you take that back kim jongin! don't be rude to your elders!"
jongin laughs and the embrace he has on kyungsoo tightens, his own eyes crinkling up into crescents.
perhaps, he thinks as he looks on at kyungsoo small frame, this was one of the reasons as to why he started finding winter more than just 'bearable'.
