The cool wind blew once again, making you look up at the sky. It’s definitely going to snow any second. Just like the other people in the park, you remained seated on the bench, wanting to be there once the first snow falls. Nothing is more beautiful than a first snow. Except for Nutella, of course.

Anyway, you laid your head back on the bench as you looked up the sky. You sighed, smoke coming out of your mouth. You closed your eyes to feel the beautiful cold more. Then you felt something wet drop on your cheek. You sat upright as you brushed a finger over it.

Water?

Well... that feels wrong. Another drop fell on your lap. Brows furrowing, you looked up at the sky again. Thunder echoed in the sky. It’s going to rain. People started running away to seek refuge. You, on the other hand, decided to run your way back home since the house couldn’t be that far from here anyway. You unwrapped your scarf from your neck and placed it over your head, hissing at the rain starting to get stronger. WTF nature? It’s frickin Christmas! People are wishing for snow, not RAIN!!!

In just a few seconds later, the rain was already so strong that it felt like giant needles poking your back. On second thought, running towards the house was a bad idea. You squinted around the foggy street in an effort to find some sort of refuge, but suddenly, you hit something and you fell flat on your stomach on the asphalt. No, wait. It wasn’t the asphalt. It was someone. A living, breathing, human being.

“Oh gosh I am so so sorry!!!” You frantically stood up and helped the human up. You realized that it was a boy, quite taller than you, and he had these round puppy eyes. There was a little bit of dirt over his perfect milky cheeks, and you quickly reached out to wipe it away, knowing that you were the reason why such a perfect skin got messed up. He flinched away, though.

“Are you hurt anywhere? Are you ok? Did I make you wet??” You circled him while looking up and down, while he just stared at you with those big doe eyes. He looked so cute like a cartoon character that you almost questioned if he was real. His staring thing was quite weird, though.

“You seem okay, though a little wet. I’m sorry again, but I got to go!” You turned around to dash, but he suddenly grabbed your sweater, not saying anything. He picked up a black umbrella that you didn’t notice before. He must have dropped it when you bumped into him. He opened it and swung it over the both of you.

“Um, it’s ok, that’s not necessary.” Wow, this guy is such a good person. He got dirt on his cheeks because of you and yet, he’s still willing to share his umbrella. You were about to walk away again, but was stopped when he spoke.

“You’ll get sick if you get wet.”

Your head tilted to the side. Um, you're already quite soaked but anyway, you could never reject such kindness. “Uhh... ok.”

He didn’t speak for a few more seconds, as if having a mental debate if he should continue talking to you or not.

“Where is your house?”

“About 10 more blocks away, I guess.” You squinted and pointed north. He nodded and started walking. None of you spoke again. The silence may have been normal for him but gawd, for you it was mentally torturing awkwardness.

“Uhhh I’m Yoo _____ by the way.”

“Kyungsoo. You can call me D.O.” he simply said, and didn’t even shake your hand. Um ok, he doesn’t seem to be the touchy type of person.

“D.O sounds cool. Like a rapper or something. Are you a rapper?” you asked, but he just stared at you with this WTF face. Um ok, so that may be the wrong question. You cleared your throat as you decided to change the topic.

“Sooo D.O, were you heading towards the city square, or were you going home as well?”

“My house is in the other side of the city.” He pointed south. “I visited a relative from around here.”

“Oh,” you managed to say. Good for him, he has relatives around here. Unlike you, the ever so lonely creature living alone in Seoul. There was a long while of silence as you got lost of words to say. Not knowing what other thing to do, you glanced at D.O’s face. You noticed the mud still on his cheek. You felt this itch of wanting to just wipe it away, but D.O surely doesn’t like touchy things like that. You forced yourself to look away. A few more minutes, you glanced at his face again. Dat dirt. Dat freakin dirt. It doesn’t deserve to be on that beautiful skin goddamnit.

“Ah for Christ’s sake,” you sighed and grabbed his face. You wiped away the dirt with the sleeve of your sweater. As his face got clean again, you beamed. It’s like a huge thorn removed from your heart. He stayed frozen for a few more seconds, doe eyes rounder than ever due to shock. You stared back.

“Umm... there was dirt on your face?”

His cheeks slowly turned pink, and he cleared his throat as he started walking again. After a few more blocks, you finally reached your house. You hopped to the front porch and smiled at him.

“Thanks for the walk, D.O. Be careful on your way home.”

He craned his neck to look through your window, noticing the lack of Christmas lights and people. His eyebrows rose. “You’re alone on Christmas Eve?”

“Oh, yes.” You forced a laugh and waved your hand around. “My mom is stuck in L.A and my dad is in a frickin business trip. My siblings are in the provinces with their own families.”

He kept on standing there, as if having a mental debate once again. “Why don’t you come with me?”

You almost choked on your saliva.

“WHAT?!!!” Fricking hell this guy looks so innocent but oh my gosh I can’t even—

“My parents are really nice. They’ll let you celebrate with us. Anyway, your house looks...” He craned his neck to look through the window, not seeing any Christmas lights shining in the house. “...lonely.”

“Oh,” you awkwardly rubbed your neck. Ok false alarm. “Are you sure? Your parents won’t kick me out?”

He slowly shook his head. You shrugged and hopped back under his umbrella.

“If what you’re saying is true, then ok.” He blinked and both of you started walking again. You tilted your head, making him look at you. You flashed a bright smile. His brows furrowed, though the tip of his lips twitched, as if he was about to smile but he held it back.

“Can you please stop doing that?”

You feigned an innocent look. “Do what?”

“Smiling brightly.”

“And why~?” You said in a mocking tone, but even though his face remained straight, his reply made you freeze.

“People may fall in love with you when you smile like that.”

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