The snow had stopped falling as the new day had dawned, leaving a disappointed Jungkook to wake up to soft, filtered sunlight shining through his bedroom window. He groaned softly and sat up, his hair flopping around before ultimately settling on sticking up in multiple places. Jungkook took one glance out his window and let out a disappointed huff at the white fleck-less sky. He was starting to believe that he loved the snow too much. Then again, it only fell and graced the earth for one season. 

Jungkook slid out from under his blue and white duvet and opened his closet. He rubbed his eyes before pulling out an undershirt and a sweater and a pair of tight jeans. He slid them on and reached for his snow boots which he had moved to the front of closet at the beginning of the season. He grabbed a pair of wool socks which he had set out the night before and pulled them over his bare feet before slipping them into the snow boots. 

He knew the snow wasn’t going to last long. It never did in Seoul. It all melted far too fast and was gone before Jungkook could ever touch it. He slid his heavy coat on and started zipping it up. He was going to take the opportunity and go outside. Meet the cold white that he so dearly idolized. 

He pulled open his front door and a fresh breath of cold air pushed against him. Several children were playing in front of one of the houses down the street and a car slowly tried to make it’s way across the snow-covered road. Something seemed familiar about that car… Jungkook shrugged it off and stepped out onto his sidewalk. He turned towards the small line of family homes. It was either that or walk in the direction of the pretty bad side of town. No one ever really intentionally wanted to go that way. Hell, not even the people that lived there intentionally wanted to be there. 

Jungkook rubbed his hands against his arms, trying to create some form of warmth. He hadn’t expected it to be this cold out. He didn’t understand how those kids were managing to build three snowmen, a fort, have a snowball fight, and make at least ten snow angels. Kids. Jungkook shook his head and kept walking. The car that Jungkook had seen earlier drove back in the opposite direction it had previously before turning down a side street in the neighborhood. The guy must have gotten lost. His car was too nice to have belonged to somebody that would ever go in that general direction. Jungkook laughed at the thought. He’d seen a Lambo parked in that area when he’d accidentally made a wrong turn and wound up back there. 

Jungkook waved at the small children who were making their twelfth snow angel. They shyly waved back and continued spreading their arms in the soft snow. Jungkook made it to the street corner and turned back. The kids were now standing in the front yard, whispering to each other while looking at something in their hands. They looked up as Jungkook passed them and stared at him, looking him over before going back to whispering back and forth. Jungkook shook his head as he continued his eyes scanning over the other houses on the block. They were all rather festive. Trees visible in the windows, wreaths on the doors, lights hanging from-

“Hey, Mister!” One of the young boys shouted from his spot on the small slope between them. The boy slid down the slope and stopped in front of Jungkook, looking up at him. “This guy stopped by us a few minutes ago and he asked us to do something.”

“Yeah? What’d he ask?” Jungkook asked. He had spoken with these boys before. Everyone and their dog in the neighborhood had. They were overly friendly, maybe even a bit overly talkative, if you asked Jungkook.

“He wanted us to give you somethin’. I think it’s kinda weird though.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. What guy gives another guy two bird toys?” The boy said, holding two stuffed birds, tags still attached, out towards Jungkook.

Jungkook accepted them. “Thank you. Someone from my office is messing around with me.” Jungkook turned away from the boy and tilted one of the birds slightly. He didn’t want to spend more time than he had to talking to those kids. Jungkook didn’t know why. Maybe it was their confidence that out weighed his own that he disliked. He just wasn’t sure.

“Mister, hey wait!” The boy shouted out again.

“Yeah?” Jungkook reluctantly turned.

“There’s a note too.” The boy offered the note over to Jungkook who accepted it. “That’s a good prank. I bet it’s pretty funny too.”

“I bet my coworker is having a great laugh over this one. You should’ve seen the pear tree.” Jungkook smiled, all reluctance now vanished.

“An actual pear tree?”

“An actual pear tree.”

“Whoa! That is so cool!”

“Shuyang! Lunch time!” A female, Jungkook assumed it was Shuyang’s mother, called out from the front door.

“I’ll be right there!” He shouted back. “I’ll see you around, Mister!”

“Alright.” Jungkook smiled as he started walking back. 

Jungkook turned his attention to the small folded note in the palm of his hand. He gingerly unfolded it.

-On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree-

If you check the two plushies’ tags, it’ll say that they’re Turtle Doves, just a little note on why I gave you, a grown man, two stuffed animals. I hope you’ll think they’re cute. They’re nearly as cute as you. Don’t worry though, nobody can compete with you.

Jungkook couldn’t tell if the pink on his face was from the cold or from the note. He could only hope it was from the cold. He tilted one of the birds up slightly until he could see the tag. “Turtle Dove” the tag read. Well, at least his still unnamed pigeon would have some companionship.

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Haha, I'm not late! Three minutes to spare! Sorry guys, had eight quizzes due tonight from my bio teacher. Yeah, you heard me eight. Not to mention I'm auditioning for Annie, not the role Annie, tomorrow.. Stress, stress.
My birthday is tomorrow!!
I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you all tomorrow!