wen-hao
(cross posted on ao3 --- nyanghaozz)
The first snow fell around them in quiet spirals. The world went soft. Even the cold seemed to pause, waiting to hear what the family wished for.
"I wish..." Jaehyun whispered, breath ghosting in front of him as though the air itself was carrying his words upward, "for someone to love me the way Mom loves Dad."
His parents froze for a moment-not from the weather, but from the kind of gentle shock only children could cause. His mother's smile trembled into something tender. His father let out a tiny laugh, one that cracked at the edges because he suddenly felt too warm for the winter air.