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Mao has always voiced out how miserable he feels during the winter season, being overly skinny and all that so I decided to write a fic which is somehow related to it.
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Mao hates winter. Although he hates everything about it, there are three particular reasons why he hates winter. First, it's too cold that he feels the chill seeping through his bones even under five layers of clothing. Second, because his body can't endure such extreme coldness, he can't help but stay at home when he doesn't have any work commitment. Third and most pathetically, during times like this, when he's feeling cold and alone, he can't seem to remove one person out of his mind.
Mao tossed and turned on his bend restlessly, frowning when he saw the glowing numbers on his desk clock.
2:05 A.M.
He's been laying on his bed for more than 3 hours already but it seems sleep doesn't want to grant his body the rest it needs.
Sighing, Mao sat up and reached under his pillow for his iPhone. There are no new notifications displayed but he still tapped his message icon open, his thumb hovering over a particular thread.
Giving in to his impulse, he tapped it open to reveal the most recent message he received.
We just finished shooting. Yay! I'm heading home now.
I miss you terribly T.T Looking forward to our date tomorrow.
Have a good night sleep <3
Mao smiled and bit his lower lip self consciously. He had re-read the message a dozen times after receiving it but the fluttering in his stomach hasn't subsided even a bit.
Daisuke-his heartwarmingly sweet boyfriend-has gone to a nearby town to shoot an episode for UMAI! and since it will be his day off the next day, they made an appointment to meet.
They rarely get a chance to see each other these days because of their different working schedules so they both look forward to having a day off together.
There are times that Mao hates the kind of work they both have but he pushes this selfish feeling aside when he sees the sense of fulfillment in Daisuke's smile. His boyfriend really loves acting after all.
Speaking of his boyfriend, Mao is wondering if he got home safely.
The young man went toward the sliding glass doors of his room's veranda to check if the snowing a while ago has stopped. His eyes widened when he drew the curtain and it revealed a terrible sight. The usually colorful roofs of the houses and apartments in their village is now covered in thick white snow. Mao is suddenly thankful he parked his black SUV inside their small garage.
Well, it's also a good thing Dad and Yume decided to check in a hotel rather than coming home in this weather, Mao thought.
His father and younger brother has also gone out to visit a relative living near Tokyo but after hearing the weather update on TV, they decided to spend the night in a hotel instead. There's one more person he's worried about though.
He stared at his phone again, debating with himself if he should call his boyfriend or not. He's really shy about calling, always the one to wait for the older man to call. This has been their situation since they got together. It's not as if Mao doesn't like hearing his boyfriend's voice. It's more like he doesn't want to bother Daisuke or cause him any inconvenience seeing as he's always tired from work.
The internal battle he's having is suddenly cut off when he hears the doorbell ring.
Frowning, he grabbed his thick sweater before going out of his room to check who could possibly be ringing their doorbell at this time and weather.
