as snow quietly falls | ✔

in the town we walk by

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"The hell is this?" There was a look of annoyance plastered all over Fang's face and Boboiboy can't help but think of how adorable it is.

"What is it?" He asked, leaning over his shoulder to look at the phone in their hands. Fang quickly placed the phone in his pocket, even with the mask covering half of their face; he knew a pout was starting to form. "There's nothing to look at."

'But the expression on your face tells a different story.' Boboiboy thought but he didn't comment, instead he gently nudged him with his shoulder. "Is it Twitter? Is it exploding with excitement?"

"Yes," Fang grunted, "and Gopal and Ying are joining in the fun."

The quiet atmosphere suddenly exploded with Boboiboy's laughter, the turns of heads the passerby's gave them were filled with curiosity but they didn't linger, which caused Boboiboy to laugh even louder. Fang didn't seem to mind but he did roll his eyes as he returned to place his face mask unto his face.

The winter afternoon wind started to feel colder as the day slowly turns into night, even if it wasn't that dark out, the streetlights lit up on their own which clouded to Boboiboy's amazement at the sight.

"What did they say?"

"Someone asked if I was still alive, don't give me that look, and Gopal said that I was and Ying tweeted that she's going to get front row seats."

Out of his laughter, his chuckles remained. "Is she talking about Irene?"

Fang's silence seemed to be the answer which honestly didn't surprise him and not that he had to guess. He is, however, surprised that after years of being friends and soon turned to be in-laws that Fang and Irene still can't tolerate each other.

He vaguely remembered the bet Gopal and Ying made about the two murdering each other one day and they'd help bury the body.

"Well about that 'you're still alive' part, you rarely participate into any dramas or shows. You give the world your music but you sometimes don't hold concerts." Boboiboy commented, watching as the other's eyebrows furrow deeper into his skin, which sounded impossible but the sight of it made it possible. "The last drama you were in was 'Point Taken' and it was with Irene. After that you didn't participate into any drama or shows."

"First off," Fang replied, "the role of 'Jake' was offered to me. The concept of the drama intrigued me that I accepted it and I didn't expect that they also offered the role of 'Ling' to Irene."

"And I auditioned for 'Kang' I just didn't expect you and the others auditioned as well."

Boboiboy hummed, accepting his answer, and settled himself closer to him, their shoulders brushing. Fang settled with the action, intertwining their fingers together as they explored the streets of the town. It wasn't that busy but there were still people coming in and out of shops and people walking through the streets.

'It's amazing.' Boboiboy thought. 'Spending this new year with the others.'

And it truly is a blessing. Who would have thought that all of them would audition for the same show? When the main cast was decided, he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the names of his friends, even more surprised to see Fang's name under Gopal.

And when the list of the supporting cast was posted, he nearly tripped when he saw Casey and Irene's names. The thought of all of them being in the same show again delighted him to the fact that it felt like a fever dream.

He watched as the snowflakes fall unto their clothes, he couldn't help but think of the people waiting (worrying) for them. "Ochobot and Lahap would be worried if we don't come back soon."

"Let them." Came Fang's immediate response. "I rarely get to spend off days with you."

Boboiboy playfully rolled his eyes but he didn't say anything, silently agreeing with Fang's statement.

It's quiet and that's how it should be. Their hands hand in hand with each other as they walked through the town as snow quietly falls.