My Ex-Boy Toy || e)(o Baekhyun

Special Chapter: Peppermint

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It wasn't the first snow in Seoul but it definitely wasn't the last.

The soft flutters of snow fell to the ground for another day. The falling snow is now piling up as it sticks to the ground.

The twinkling white lights spiraling through the trees illuminate the blue night.

From my toes to my nose, the Seoul winter bites my skin. Further creating a sense of dread in me. How could anyone like the cold? Or winter?

The holidays are nice but the prolonged months of cold weather wasn't something I looked forward to.

A frigid wind rushes through the air. The snow hits my face and against my black padded coat.

Despite the objective of my coat, the wind makes my entire body shiver.

A warm hand slips into mine, providing a warmth that I've been searching for in these layers of clothes.

I look over to the one holding my hand. I try to hide the tug on my lips when his hold tightens.

"Why didn't you tell me you were cold?" His pleasant, clear, and light voice reaches my ears. With every word, his warm breath creates a cloud against the cold air.

The Christmas lights reflect back to me in his eyes.

"Because I was fine." I lie.

"Stubborn..." Baekhyun mutters. "Your hand is freezing." He slowly rubs his thumb over my knuckles.

"You don't have to hold it if you don't want to." I grumble, ready to remove my hand from his.

"Who said I didn't." He stops me before I even do it. Baekhyun brings his hand near his lips and "Warm now?"

I look away from him, "I'll be warmer once we get to your apartment."

"We'll do more than just warm up." Although, I know that Baekhyun is teasing me right now. There is an underlying suggestive tone to his words.

I would like nothing more than to be basking in the warmth of my skin against his. It doesn't matter whether it's with me under him or on top of him.

I realize at the moment there are more important matters when I see his prominent smirk. He can't expect to tease me without me doing the same.

I lean in close to him and he leans in. Baekhyun's lips are a few centimeters away from mine. I whisper to him, "Maybe." I put my free hand over his mouth and lean away, "Or maybe not."

The elevator ride to the apartment is filled with kisses. At the elevator's ding to a floor that wasn't the one where Baek and his brother lived, we part from each other.

It has happened before that we stop on the wrong floor and other residents have caught us making out.

We wait for our stop along with other people. Baekhyun holds me close to him until our stop. We quickly get to his apartment.

My thoughts of continuing what we started dissolve at the sight of the apartment.

"You don't have any decorations..."

"Yeah, my brother and I just haven't had the time to take anything out." Baekhyun explains as he looks at the living room that is deprived of the festive spirit.

"He doesn't after work?"

"He works long hours. By the time my brother gets home he eats leftovers then passes out in his room." There is a certain sadness on Baekhyun's face.