postboxinheaven (ao3)
Jongin and Kyungsoo gravitate towards each other until their two worlds become one. (Alternate Summary: Meaningless happy kaisoo fluffy winter fic).
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It's a cold winter evening when Kyungsoo and Jongin's paths overlap. Little snowflakes dance through the darkness, marking the first snow of the season. Jongin makes his way home, legs aching and skin stinging from air that is much colder than he expected it to be. He enjoys the sight of the pretty white flakes falling around him. Jongin had loved snow since he was a child and every year, no matter how hard life is, the first snow of the year puts him in a happy mood. He hears a quiet lull of music from around the corner, and finds himself unknowingly drawn to a little cafe that seems to be calling out promises of warmth and caffeine to his exhausted mind. The soft jingle of the door chime marks his entrance into the quaint shop. He looks around to see rich colors painted onto the walls and furniture that looked so comfy that the mere sight of it makes him even sleepier than he already is.
The shop holds a small crowd of people eagerly looking toward the small stage at the front of the cafe. On it was a microphone and a simple stool. Curious, Jongin walks to the back of the room to seat himself in a cozy arm chair. The buzz of conversation among the crowd falls silent as a small figure appears in the dim light of the stage. The room fills with the soft sound of a guitar melody, and is then joined with the most beautiful voice Jongin has ever heard. Captivated, Jongin slips his eyes closed to focus more on the sound around him. Slowly his exhaustion takes over and Jongin finds himself slipping into a peaceful sleep.
Jongin is awoken to the sound of a voice, "Excuse me, sir. Are you okay?" Jongin's eyes snap open to the sight of a face hovering before his. The wide-eyed man that Jongin saw on stage earlier stood in front of him, brows furrowed in concern.
"Yeah I'm fine, just tired" Jongin says sheepishly while glancing down at his watch, it reads 10:30. "Sorry, you guys are probably closed aren't you, I should get going..." The man nods slightly and a tiny heart shape smile appears on his lips.
"It's fine," the man starts as Jongin stands up and gathers his belongings. "You could make it up to us by coming back again and actually buying something" the man teases. Jongin swears he can see a twinkle in the man's eyes. He suddenly feels his heart thumping inside his chest and eyes the name tag pinned onto his shirt. Do Kyungsoo. He etches the name into his mind as he walks toward the door.
"Of course." Jongin replies, offering the stranger a small smile in return. He opens the door and feels a cold gust of air meets the warmth of the shop.
"Well then I guess we'll meet again." The small man's smile grows slightly wider. "Get home safely," he adds. Jongin nods his head in affirmation and turns away from the shop, smile turning into a grin as he walks home.
As he enters his apartment Jongin is greeted by the sight of Sehun, his best friend and roommate, playing Injustice. Packets of snacks and empty cans of beer lay strewn around him and his eyes are bloodshot. "Who's the guy?" Sehun drawls as Jongin looks around the kitchen for something to eat.
Jongin pointedly ignores the comment and takes a seat next to Sehun. "How long have you been playing man? You look like death," Jongin says in attempt to change the topic.
"Come on Jongin, you're practically giggling to yourself." Jongin turns a shade of pink. "You know I'm not as stupid as you think," Sehun points out. Jongin would beg to differ, but he simply rolls his eyes.
"It doesn't matter anyways. I don't have time to date. If I'm not dancing, I'm working. There's no way I can make room for a relationship if I want to keep eating three meals a day," Jongin sighs.
