𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗡𝗢𝗧 ➛ k. bokuto & t. kuroo ✔

ZERO

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟬 : Christmas Day.

The snow was pouring down slowly and people were excited over this, especially younglings. This phenomenon made a certain male huffed in annoyance. He knitted his eyebrows as he sat down on one of the swings. Lightly swaying back and forth, he pulled out his phone and stared at his screen.

A picture of him and another person was displayed as his lockscreen. His gaze soften momentarily before he shook his head, a pout forming on his face. He clicked his tongue before he changed his lockscreen into a default one. Boring? Yes, but it succeeded in making the male smile. He opened his gallery, looking through his albums.

Bright eyes loomed over an album named "25.12," looking at its content made him sigh. Without hesitation, he deleted the album and everything in it. It didn't matter to him anymore, he doesn't- couldn't remember anything. He tried to recall the moments he shared with the spiky, gray-ish haired boy in the pics and videos, but nothing came up.

Setting that aside, it was cold at the park he was in. He shivered as he tried to warm himself by rubbing his palms together. He didn't know it would be this cold outside, so he didn't bother to bring a scarf or gloves. He brought his palms close as he blowed hot air into them, as if that would help warming his whole body.

It miraculously did. His neck felt a bit warmer, and what was with the vanilla scent? His head shot up as he heard a soft chuckle. There stood his miracle which was another male, smirking down at him.

"Sorry, did you wait long?" The taller male asked, his hands moved to properly wrap the scarf he had draped around the other messily. "Jeez, why did you go out in that clothing? Aren't you cold?"

A warm laugh was the answer to the questions as the male sitting on the swings stood up. He stared at a pair of hazel eyes he grew to love and smiled.

"Why? To steal your jersey, of course!"

The male chuckled, wrapping his arms around the shorter, "Merry Christmas, (first name)." He whispered, which the other hummed at.

"Merry Christmas, Tetsuro."

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In the distance, a tall male with white jersey was walking down the road accidentally saw the two interact at the park. A sad smile slowly crept out on his face. Old bittersweet memories replayed in his mind.

He remembered clearly how his own white jersey fit the (hair color) haired male's body.

He fasten his pace, not wanting to peep the two lovebirds at the park any longer. He looked up to the sky in attempt to make his tears stay in his eyes, which failed miserably. Tightening the grip on the strap of his bag, he whispered softly.

"I'm glad you're doing fine, (first name)."