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The snow pilled up on the streets, just enough to make a snowman in this oh so peaceful whether. He watched as people strolled down the streets, holding bags filled with gift or grocery, the last attempt to get something before christmas day tomorrow. And Jeongin was just in his room, a cup of tea in his hands, finding the outside much more important than every else right now. His father kept getting more and more worse, as days passed. He eventually turned a blind eye on the man, not wanting to really talk to him, all he ever said or mentioned was pure bullshit. And Jeongin figured that it would be best to not let his father trigger his anger. Though he felt so stressed when being in the same apartment as him, he just didn't feel safe. The unexpected change in behaviour had turned the man unpredictable, and he was beyond scared.

He picked up his phone, tapping in a specific number he had remembered, being either Minho's or Hyunjin's, hopefully they had time to be with him, cause he wasn't the most optimistic about being in the apartment right now.

Sure it would be a bit of an overreaction, but he didn't want to celebrate christmas with his father, who surely was on something. The way his been acting for the whole december month, had made him feel slightly colder than warm during such an eventful month. And he surely wasn't excited of what to come neither.

He wasn't exactly sure if he wanted to even celebrate it, maybe he could stay with Hyunjin and Minho, but he didn't want to be a bother to them. So he waited to see how things turned out first. He wasn't the type to just demand stuff..but he would be happy if he atleast for to celebrate it with someone.

With that in thought, he looked over to the gift he bought for his mother, knowing she was no gonna get it..but it still meant something special. She was still here, watching over him on christmas..he really hoped so.

"Hello?" A voice could be heard from the other line, identifying it as Hyunjin's voice immediately.

Jeongin felt his worries slip away, by just hearing the soft voice across the other line.

"Hi, Hyunjin" he spoke awkwardly, not knowing what to really say, other than hi.

"Jeongin, I'm glad you called me! I was about to go to your place cause I wanted tot spend time with you" Hyunjin spoke, fully enthusiastic about the sudden call.

Jeongin felt his heart warm up, that they still thought of him, he had eventually forgotten that they used to stalk him, if not still stalking him..but he really didn't mind it anymore, they made him happier than ever, so it was no biggie on his eyes.

"Please do come and get me, I don't like being in the apartment right now" Jeongin spoke, slightly shaking at the thought.

He eventually jumped as he heard a bunch of pans drop to the floor, hearing yells and curses afterwards.

"I'll come them, I'll take Minho with us..put on some warm clothes and take a blanket with you" Hyunjin spoke, not wanting to exactly tell what he was planning.

Jeongin just listened, eventually hanging up so he could get changed. While listening to a lot of yelling in the background..his father really went nuts.