Exo Imagines

146. On the Snow (Xiumin)

Requested by @Moonstruck_Wolf

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Hmmmm, you signed deeply, letting your chin drop into the palm of your hand, gazing out of your large living room window. Sitting on the low window ledge with your back up against the wall, a book open in your hand, your fingers fiddling with the corner of the page.

"Why so glum?" A sweet, beautiful voice sung, a gentle hand placed against your shoulder.

"The weather sucks," you muttered quietly, watching as hundreds of rains drops spattered against the window pane, rooting for them as they raced down to the window sill.

"You know," Xiumin spoke softly, kneeling down by your side, placing his hand softly against your thigh, squeezing gently. "All you have to do is ask."

You turned your head and looked into his deep brown eyes, smiling lovingly. "You know I hate asking you that."

Xiumin chuckled lightly, placed a kiss against your cheek and stood up, holding out his hand for you to take. You placed your book aside and placed your hand in his and let him pull you up off your spot. "Come with me," he said with a smile as pulled you towards the patio door.

"We're going outside?" You asked, a slightly unhappy expression settled on your face. He grabbed his thick woolly coat off the hook and wrapped it around your shoulders, and proceeded to tie his scarf around your neck.

"Trust me." He unlocked the door and lead you out into the middle of your back garden, the torrential rain pouring down onto your heads. He stopped you in the centre of the lawn and lifted an open hand up into the air, letting the rain roll off his fingers, the water droplets slowly beginning to frost against his warm skin.

With a flick of his wrist he slowly brought his fingers down to tighten into a loose fist, his small smile turning into a huge grin when your jaw dropped in awe. A huge crystallised sphere formed around you both as beautiful, cold snow flakes started to float around inside the huge snow globe of ice. It was magnificent.

"Minseok-" you gasped as you reached your hand out to catch a large snowflake in the palm of your hand. "This is beautiful."

He walked over to you, picked up the snowflake, it magically not melting in his frost covered hands, "it is," he agreed, his eyes shifting from the snowflake to look deep into your eyes. His hand cupped your chin and his lips pressed against yours. "But no way near as beautiful as you."

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