hot chocolate and thrift shopping

december 19 - that one justin bieber song

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

*͛ ͙͛ ⁑͛⋆͛*

he knocks twice before stepping back away from the door.

it's the coldest day of this winter so far, and the brunette almost contemplates cancelling their plans so he can go home and have a nice warm bath, but he fights against it.

the door flings open to reveal the blonde's mom. she smiles when she sees who it is, "hello karl!"

"good morning holly," he chirps in response.

"i don't know where he is," she says, stepping out of the way to gesture karl into the house, "would you like to wait in-"

"i'm here," dream announces, making his way quickly down the stairs whilst pulling on his coat. "thanks mom, we're going out now, love you," he says, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before stepping out the door, "bye!"

he closes the door behind himself, hearing her laugh at him from the other side. dream smiles at his friend.

"hello," karl greets, amused by dream's rush.

"sorry," the blond apologises, scratching at the back of his neck, "if we spoke to her much longer she would've convinced us to stay in."

karl giggles. "would that be so bad?" he asks, shivering dramatically.

"yes, now come on," dream says, making his way down the front garden and onto the sidewalk.

"i'm just saying," karl starts as he trails along beside dream, "going on walks in woolly hats and big coats is a very christmassy thing to do."

"nope, it's a wintery thing to do," dream corrects matter-of-factly.

the floor beneath them changes from pavement to grass, and it crunches below them because of how the morning frost has frozen it over.

they walk down a little grassy path that soon turns into dried mud, rounding a small corner until they reach a gate that leads onto a large field, which karl presumes is used for growing crops during the warmer seasons.

"ladies first," dream smirks, holding one hand out to gesture karl through the single-person gate.

"oh, why thank you, kind sir," karl responds with an easy laugh, making his way through the gate.

dream passes through after him, and karl says, "did you know that's actually a kissing gate?"

"a what?" dream says with a laugh as they continue their walk across the long field.

"a kissing gate," karl repeats. "you are meant to kiss whoever goes through after you do," he explains.

dream shakes his head, smiling fondly, "you just made that up."

"i didn't!" the brunette defends, laughing to the point it almost puts him off balance. "google it if you don't believe me."

"i will when i get home," dream says, "remind me."