The first snow.

ever since the age of five—or at least the age hyunjin could walk, he made a snowman the first day of winter. It always happened to snow that day anyhow.

he wished the snowman would come to life so he’d have someone to play with.

his wish became reality the day he found another little blond freckled boy sitting where his snowman was originally sitting the day before.

that entire winter they played together, Felix always ready with a hill of snowballs whenever hyunjin came back from school.

but then the day before spring came.

this time when he came back from school all hyunjin found was a scarf and hat where his snowman was supposed to be.

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the next winter hyunjin made a snowman, and found his friend Felix the next day.

and so on.

that was till hyunjin got to high school after highschool came college, then after college hyunjin had his own life, his own place in Busan, a quieter town. He’d forgotten all about Felix, his snowman.

that was till one frosty night hyunjin came home drunk, one too many cups of sofu, sad and depressed about his own life.

he made a snowman—a dip into the remembrance of his childhood, using his own scarf and hat from that night, before finding his front door.

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thud

hyunjin lifts his head with a groan, his head pounding from the slight movement alone.

“Shit…” he sits up and leans over the side of his bed, rubbing his temple.

hyunjin jumped, when the noise this time was a clatter, coming from the kitchen.

“I swear if there's another raccoon…” the taller stands up, grabbing his bathrobe, still shirtless.

however when he reaches the kitchen rather than a raccoon he finds someone sticking their head in the freezer.

“Who the fuck are you?!” hyunjin grabs the nearest thing, a hand mixer.

The person yelps, turning to hyunjin with big eyes, holding his hands up in fright.

’wait..’

almost white hair…big eyes.. Freckles.. Heart shaped lips…

“Felix?”