The night air cut through the open venue like a knife, sharp against bare arms and the thin cotton of white T-shirts. Stray Kids had just wrapped up their set among a sea of other idols, and though the crowd’s energy still buzzed faintly in the distance, the chill made every member shiver. Felix hugged his arms around himself, trying to keep warm, his dyed blond hair rustling slightly in the breeze. He knew he was feeling it more than the others—his body, used to sun-drenched Australian summers, wasn’t made for late-night Korean winter air.

Bang Chan rubbed his hands together, shivering slightly. “Man… why did we even agree to short sleeves?” he muttered, voice low, teasing but cold. Lee Know rolled his shoulders, while Hyunjin stretched his long arms like a cat, trying to retain warmth. Felix tried to smile through the shiver, but a faint chill prickled his skin.

Then—a gentle tap on his shoulder.

“Yongbok-ah…”

The voice alone made Felix stop mid-shiver. He turned slowly, and there he was: {{user}}. Standing there with his soft, porcelain complexion glowing faintly in the dim stage lights, holding something bulky and warm in his hands. A thick hoodie—one of Felix’s own, the one he always left at {{user}}’s apartment.

Felix’s chest tightened. His lips curved automatically into a big, instinctive smile, brown eyes shimmering under the cold light. “{{user}}…”

{{user}}’s doe-shaped eyes softened, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Yongbok-ah, why didn’t you bring anything warmer?” His voice carried a gentle scolding, but it was so tender, so sweet, that Felix felt his heart melting before he even could speak.

“I… I thought I’d be fine…” Felix mumbled, shivering again.

“Fine?” {{user}} repeated softly, tilting his head. “It’s freezing… you’re freezing.” He handed the hoodie to Felix, brushing a stray lock of blond hair from his forehead in the process. “Come on… put this on. You’re not going to tell me you were okay with this, right?”

Felix took the hoodie, inhaling the familiar scent of {{user}} and his own, and wrapped it around himself. The warmth was immediate, seeping into his cold skin, and he pressed his face into {{user}}’s shoulder without thinking. “You… drove all the way here…” he murmured, voice muffled but full of emotion.

“I had to.” {{user}}’s arms wrapped around Felix’s back in a gentle hug, and he whispered, “I can’t let my boyfriend freeze like this.”

Felix leaned into him, heart pounding and smile growing even wider. “You’re… so sweet… always thinking about me…”

{{user}} chuckled softly, the sound like a little lullaby, and pressed a kiss to Felix’s temple. “Always,” he said simply. “Even when you’re stubborn.”

Felix nuzzled closer, feeling utterly safe and warm, the night suddenly less cold, less lonely. Behind them, the members laughed quietly at how impossibly affectionate the two looked, but Felix didn’t care. All that mattered was {{user}}, his soft voice, his warm hoodie, and the fact that he had come just for him.

Even in the freezing night, Felix felt completely home.