Time passed even faster when you were with someone you "liked." And now they both could say something similiar to this because it was nothing but truth. 

It was Christmas time. The part of a year which children loved the most and parents hated the most. Every single programme in TV was about this winter holidays. Cliché romantic films, animated movies or just some TV shows with special theme. 

Emiyo was sad. Why? Because Jungkook already left and he took early train to Busan. But she didn't leave this place because of huge storms. All the flights were cancelled. She'll be glad if she meet her family at the New Year's celebration at least.

Her plans were basically plain...Eating tea pastry that she bought yesterday in local bakery shop. Than she'll watch some soap operas, she'll go to see a big Christmas tree on the main square and after that she'll go back here to sleep. Simple. 

Emiyo woke up as she tried to dig out from all of layers of warm sheep sheets or fluffy blankets which she sometimes stole from Jungkook's room. 

Her feet slightly stepped into a pair of slippers and in her silly childish pyjamas she opened the door of her bedroom. 

Emiyo's nose cells were strongly attacked by good smell that was coming from the kitchen. She didn't understand how was this possible and her sight was actually really bad after eight hours of sleep. What's happening?

'Merry Christmas, Emiyo~ssi!' Jungkook vigorously wished her good morning like any other day.

She was absolutely surprised: 'Jungkook?! What are you doing here?'

'Ehm, I'm living here?'

'Pabo...You supposed to be somewhere else, no?'

'Well I guess that I should be somewhere where my love is.'

'Yeah and that place is called Busan.'

'Not this time,' He shrugged while staying in front of her in this ugly slushy kind of bizzare Christmas sweater thing that he was wearing. 'Because you're wrong, my lovely person,' He than playfully tapped her nose with his index finger. 

'No, Jeon Jungkook...Now seriously. Why are you not on your way to Busan?'

'I wanted to spend this Christmas with u.'

'But why?'

'You said to me last night that you can't travel home because of strong snowy storms. I can imagine how sad u are right now, so I stayed to cheer u up.'

Emiyo was ready to tell something but he interupted her rudely. 

'I made breakfast for u. Maybe I'm not such a good cook like Jin hyung but I did my best. It's just some crunchy toasts with orange and strawberry jam, but u can add also peanut butter if u like it more. Anyway I made a coffee too because I know u need this after your hard work. Don't worry, I didn't forget - No sugar in it.'

'You're so caring, Jungkook-ah. I'm touched by your sweet words. I don't know what to say...Once again.'

'You should really work on that,' Than he abruptly gave her a soft peck on her right cheek. 

'Jungkook!'

'It wasn't me, the mistletoe did it!' He pointed on a little plant hanging on the top of her door frame. What a sly jerk you are, Jeon Jungkook...

'Now excuse me, your toasts will be done in two more minutes. I am watching one japanese soap opera so I need to finish it. And yeah, u can go with me to Busan later. My family happily agreed with this idea. They really want to meet u!'

After his speech he ran to the couch precisely jumping on it. He started eating his own Christmas breakfast. He was so excited about the soap opera in TV that Emiyo just had to amiably smiled.