✓ sweater weather | heehoon

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Heeseung couldn't feel his hands.

It was the middle of December, and to say it was cold was an understatement. It was freezing. Of course, because Heeseung has such good luck, he just had to currently be standing in the freezing cold, freezing his ass off.

This was genuinely all Sunghoon's fault. He was the one who invited Heeseung to this Christmas event in the first place, the one who promised he wouldn't leave him alone. He knows how much Heeseung hates that shit. He hates being left all alone, especially in the cold. Especially when that's happened to him so many times already by people that he'd do anything to never see ever again in his life. So currently, yeah, Heeseung very much wants to slap the shit out of Sunghoon once he sees him.

His breath danced around in the air as he sighed, and he aggressively shoved his hands in his pockets so that he wouldn't die. Even though he's pretty sure he was about to do that exactly, as he knows for a fact that it's not normal to be shaking this much.

In a way, he had somewhat been a bit hopeful. He had hoped his best friend would never leave him, staying at his side for all time. But that wish is probably not realistic. Sunghoon would leave him someday like everyone else, right?

Feeling a bit sad and lonely, especially with everyone around him having someone in their arms, Heeseung hides himself a bit in his jacket, making himself smaller. Maybe it would make him feel less terrible. Maybe it would make him feel like he had somebody too. He just wanted to disappear anyways. He felt like an idiot for listening to Sunghoon and coming here. He should've known he was probably going to flake. It was his own fault for having hope.

Maybe Sunghoon really did mean what he said when he told him he wasn't going to be like everyone else in Heeseung's life. But then again, Heeseung has trust issues for being done wrong so many times, so he always just automatically doubts anybody who claims they'll be good to him. He couldn't help it. He just didn't want to get hurt again.

As much as Heeseung wants to doubt Sunghoon so that he doesn't end up getting hurt, he can't help but trust him. Even with all the past issues he's had with trusting people, his heart somehow knows Sunghoon won't be like them.

Or at least he hopes.

"I'm gonna fucking kill him," he mumbles to himself like a crazy person. He probably looked like it, especially since he was just awkwardly standing there while everyone else had someone with them. The thing is, he did have someone with him, just not with him this current moment. But it was still embarrassing, knowing the fact that these people were secretly judging him. He wish they knew he wasn't alone. He wish they knew Sunghoon was going to arrive any minute now.

He taps his feet repeatedly, getting a bit impatient due to his friend taking too long to arrive. Sunghoon knew he got cold easily, he knew he had problems with it, as sometimes he would get so cold that his fingernails would turn purple. Sunghoon has even asked him to go get it checked out at the doctor multiple times, which, although he hated to admit it, Heeseung deeply appreciated the fact that Sunghoon seemed to truly care about him. But of course, he just has to take his sweet time, as if Heeseung isn't out here turning into ice.

"Must be taking a fat shit or somethi-"

Heeseung flinches when he suddenly feels arms wrap around him, big, strong arms, and a really warm breath that tickles his neck. He feels shivers run down his spine and his heart suddenly started skipping faster than it was seconds ago. Sunghoon had came.

He actually came.

"I actually did take a fat shit before coming here. Sorry for making you wait," the familiar voice says, his tone soft and attractive. Heeseung suppresses a smile, his bottom lip disappearing and being overtaken by his teeth. He would probably start bleeding soon due to how hard he was biting, but he'd worry about that later. Right now, all he could feel was the enormous amount of happiness dancing around in his heart. He wanted to focus on that right now. He wanted to feel more of it. He wanted to feel it forever, if he could.