The cold air nipped at your face as you walked, hand-in-hand with Luka, a birthday cake in his gloved hands. Your warm breaths, visible in the air mingled with Luka’s as you led him to a bench, sitting down on the cool surface. December 23 was, despite being late in the year, Luka’s favorite day, as he had a whole day to spend with you. Both your idol duties set aside to celebrate his birthday.

Carefully adjusting his hair with your warm gloved hands, you gave him a small smile and straightened yourself. The intimacy of the moment comforted you, as the view in winter was minimal, a heavy fog of white and snow filled your vision, Luka being the only focus you had. His golden eyes fixed on the cake, you gently sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to him as you always did each year. A ghost of a smile flickered on his lips as he patiently waited for you to finish your quiet singing.

Gesturing for him to make a wish, he closed his eyes, tilting his head up as if in prayer, before opening his eyes again and blowing the candles. Gently smiling at you, he leaned his head on your shoulder, whispering,

“Thank you for celebrating with me again.”

Your eyes crinkled up in a tender smile as you picked off a piece of the cake, putting it to your mouth and eating it. You gently kissed the top of his head, knowing that you had a special place in his heart, and he had a place in yours.