K-Pop Imagines Volume 2: BTOB {Closed for Requests}

Hyunsik - One Winter Night... (Sweet, cute)

Imagine....

It is a cold, winter night and you are, crazily enough, sitting on the bench at your local park. You would be all curled up in a big, warm blankey at home, but thanks to your caring boyfriend, you are out in the freezing cold, the brutal winds of winter slamming against your face. 

About ten more minutes tick by, your insides beginning to freeze as your body trembles. You check the time for what seems like the millionth time and you see it is already an hour pass the time he was supposed to meet you. You try to keep your hopes high, but soon you come to the realization that you have been stood up.

"Aren't you cold?" an unfamiliar voice asks from your left side. You turn your head, more goosbumps appearing on your arms, to see a strange, younger looking guy standing there with a genuine look of concern on his face. 

"Oh, yeah, very," you say as you nod, your voice shaky from your low body temperature.

"Then why don't you go somewhere where it's warm?" he pushes on. "You could catch hypothermia if you stay out here any longer."

"I-I was waiting for someone," you begin. "But I d-don't think he's coming after all." 

"I'm sorry," he says with a sympathetic smile. You just fake a smile and shrug your shoulders. "I don't know if it'll make you feel better emotionally, but I could take you to a cafe and buy you a really hot hot chocolate so you can feel better temperature wise." You chuckle a little and he smiles. "How about it?"

"Okay," you say, making eye contact with him. 

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"I just never thought he'd stand me up, you know?" you say, carrying on the conversation your having with the guy, who's name you learned was Hyunsik. 

"Yeah, I understand," he says, nodding and bringing his eyes down temporarily. "I guess people do have the tendency to change."

"Just some faster than others," you add, causing him to chuckle silently. Suddenly, he puts his hands on top of yours, which makes you flinch a little. 

"Your hands are still cold," he comments, looking back up at you with a faint grin. You smile back shyly as you blush, but thankfully your already red cheeks cover it up.

"And yours are warm," you say. He laughs a little and squeezes them tighter, sending his warmth to you. Your eyes meet once again and you smile at each other. Soon enough, the coldness you once felt in your slightly cracked hands vanishes. But he still never removes his hands from yours, and you never let him.