if winter was a person | jaeyong.

but what if...

<2:30am>
<present>

Jeno couldn't get his mind off of Jaemin's frail face. The way his body shivered and his face painted with sadness just did something to him. So he decided to pay a visit to his house, to talk things out.

Just went he thought he had everything under control, he completely shuts down when the door opens revealing Jaemin's dad, with a disapproving look.

"Great another boy, Jaemin! Someone's here for you" he lets Jeno enter and walk towards his son's room.

When the door opens, he saw Jisung being babied by Jaemin. There was hair pins on Jisung's hair and blushes on his cheek, makeup brushes and palettes were all over the place.

"I love you, Jisungie. Please don't be sad" Jisung looked like he was crying mess despite being pampered by Jaemin.

"You tell him you love him?" Jeno interrupts their little rendezvous.

"J-Jeno?! What are you doing here?!" Jaemin immediately hides Jisungs behind him, not wanting the bully-of-a-boy to do harm on his 'baby'.

"I just wanted to talk, Jaemin, I have been thinking about your confession and I didn't knew that's how you felt about me and if I knew sooner, then maybe I could have started liking you instead of Taeyong"

Jaemin looked at Jeno with such a surprised look. "I was afraid you would hurt me if I said something"

Jeno's eyes turned sad when he heard Jaemin say that and how the pink-haired boy break down. Jisung catches his hyung and faces him towards him, he asked Jaemin to put more makeup on him and more things to make Jaemin stop crying.

"I'm sorry" Jaemin and Jisung stopped being chaotic and faced Jeno. "I'm sorry that I acted like a asshole towards you two, can you ever forgive me? I'll change"

Jaemin walks towards the older boy and Jeno was prepared to receive a slap, but what he got was a kiss on a cheek.

"You have no idea how long we have been waiting for you to say that" Jaemin hugs his friend while signaling Jisung to come and join the hug. It took a while before he gave in and decides to hug the two of them, like a big happy family.

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Staring at his figurine, Taeyong sat against the brick wall as he recalls the story that Mr. Choi told. He hated how the story reminded him of Jaehyun.

Everything about Jaehyun was all flowers and sunshine, and bright. He simply cannot comprehend how a guy like him would choose to love a boy, who doesn't even enjoy the idea of young love.

He sits there with the female figurine hidden among the grass. His eyes wandered around the garden, his oh-so beloved sanctuary. The irony of how he saw himself as the girl in the icy plains, but in reality living among the flowers, makes him scoff.

He hears luggages clack around the house, hitting the marble floor. They were already packing their stuff, but Taeyong was too exhausted to do so and asked Johnny to do his luggage first. The black bag was standing still, out in the open.

Taeyong takes a look around as this was his last time that he was going to see this special place, that was filled with a specific memory with a specific boy he truly loved.