𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅𝒔 - 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓰

𝓒𝓱; 19 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓼

Winter fair, the most exciting event of the year. It always takes place just before Christmas and today the friends had planned to go out all together. Seungmin, Felix, and Jisung had managed to force Minho to go with them as well. "C'mon, it'll be fun," Jisung insisted as he pulled Minho by his sleeve along with them. "Couldn't we just stay in?" Minho complained as he staggered along. "You're no fun," Jisung huffed, "fine, I'll show you." He picked up his pace, setting it for a run, dragging Minho with him, who almost fell from the sudden reflex, a rush of adrenaline rising in the older's chest. Seungmin and Felix smiled at each other. 

"Come on, let's grab something to eat from that stand." Seungmin pointed to one of the colored stalls where the damp from freshly baked treats was coming from. The Australian's eyes almost started glowing, and he grasped his boyfriend's hand. "Let's go!" he yelled and pulled him with him. Seungmin shook his head at the other's silliness, but let him drag him with him. 

Jisung and Minho stood on top of the hill where a lot of sleds were lined up. "Are you sure about this? It's pretty high," Minho almost stuttered as looked down where the people looked like ants from up there. "Nope, that's why we're doing it," Jisung said simply, earning a look from Minho. 

It was their turn and Jisung took a sled from the line, grabbing Minho's hand and tugging him toward it. Minho kept firm, standing his ground and refusing to move an inch. "No, I am not going on that thing!" Jisung gave him another tug. "Yes, you are!" He forced the male to sit down, pulling the sled toward the starting line. The speed made them scream, Minho clasping onto Jisung's waist for the first second of the ride, refusing to open his eyes. They halfway fell off and rolled down the hill the rest of the ride to which Minho let out a breath of relief when they reached the bottom, tracing the surface of the ground. "You are crazy.." he managed to get out. "And you are finally living," Jisung added. 

Heaps of snow flew around, exploding in a cloud of white dust, making their clothes turn completely white when the other got hit. Giggles filled the air until unexpectedly a snowball hit Minho, snow covering his entire face. It was silent for a bit as Minho turned serious. "Shit, I am in trouble," Jisung thought to himself until Minho burst out laughing. What was he laughing for? 

To be honest, Jisung couldn't keep himself serious either, and it didn't take long for him to snort at how Minho looked right now. His hair had turned gray. He looked like a grandpa. 

"What are you laughing for?" Minho scolded him but accidentally slipped on a slippery part of the ice. It only made the other laugh harder, grabbing his clenching stomach from the pleasant pain you get from laughing until he rushed towards him. Jisung took a deep breath before offering his hand to the male. Minho grabbed it but instead of getting up, he pulled Jisung down with him. The crushing of snow sounded under his body as Jisung landed next to him with his face on Minho's chest. He looked up to see a giggling Minho next to him and his pout soon turned into a bright gummy smile. Jisung playfully hit him. "You fooled me!" 

"And I regret nothing," Minho laughed, showing a cheeky smile.  

Jisung rolled onto his back, the both of them looking up to the bright, blue sky, the cold breath blowing in their face as Minho sighed in satisfaction. "I'm glad you took me here," he said, looking at Jisung who caught his gaze.  

Jisung looked back up. A proud smile clenched the muscles in his already freezing cheeks. "I told you it would be fun," he answered. A slight hum in agreement escaped from Minho's mouth. He was actually too busy admiring Jisung's face to hear anything. The younger's cheeks were red and puffy from the cold weather and it honestly looked so adorable to him. It was now that Minho noticed how much of a squirrel Jisung actually resembled.