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Daeseong laid flat on his back against the chaise lounge; his phone was not with the owner itself, and Daeseong’s dance partner was gone too, leaving him completely deserted in a swarm of strangers.

"Daeseong, here take your meal," to all intents and purposes, that was indefinitely not how any invited guest was to be 'nursed', even so Daeseong was being. 

"Huh? Oh, thank you, Seung hyung!" Daeseong smiled awkwardly, staring at the plate glutted with mostly appetising cuisines and some very winding up desserts. "Thank you very much! Please put it on the table." 

"Don't forget to leave a good review about our hospitality. It should be a five-star one," Seung then noted, working Daesong's direction wise, as he shrank within another chair beside the guest.

"Of course," the younger one completely blinded on the wisecracking, as he hummed monotonously. 

"Man, what's wrong? I have been noticing you for quite a long time now, and why this long face?" Seung wrapped an arm around the disparate lounge, if not directly in contact with Daeseong’s skin, "You can tell me. I see you as my brother, so don't feel scrupulous around me!!"

Daeseong nodded, picking apart the dried fruits from rice— asking to not be scrupulous is always easier said than done anyway, 

"I just was wondering."

"Wondering about?"

"What did Minnie not allow Juli-Ah noona to slip?"

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Wooshik's heartbreak was evidence that he loved- no he still loves in good faith, that he made a kind of unrequited bond, that hurts so very much to break. 

"I wish you were here with me…" there was an anxious swirl of drops, wind freed from gravity. The dark hazel eyes with grey flecks ascended, while a huge reserve of latent grin swelled. 

The honeyed rain kept bantering over Wooshik's eyelashes, dormant steps when they began floundering about, forwarding in the shallow offshore puddles. 

Wooshik started chortling to himself, thinking about how much difference the presence of a single person can make— he had ever since fancied about dancing in the rain. Wooshik had envisaged the darkest of nights littered with its brightest offerings, being with the person he loved more than everything else. 

Was it too much to ask for?

When the wind began to nip at the man's face, when the sky darkened than before, and amidst the downpour when all lives seemed to be cached away, he knew that there was a high chance of snow—

"Huh? Is not it too soon to be snowing?" He drew the arm to feel snow; but what he felt was still water, and not frozen. Quickly he withdrew his arm and looked around, very eager.

Both wildlife and plantations seemed to have burrowed from the cold weather outside. But Wooshik withstood, just like the outcast he is. His arms were opened against an unending abyss, as the sapphire-like beads fought amongst themselves to earn themselves the caress of Wooshik; and thus they ruthlessly groped the adult's face, which then flowed to his chest. 

The man only realised the rain was cold because his skin was carrying the heat of his blood, because his inner fires were burning strong. And as he strode forward, his eyes seeked the white glitters— it was still too early for the first snowfall in Korea, but not every time every occurrence needs to have an explanation, right?

There. Wooshik could see it now all the very more; each tiny snowflake, from a distance, looked exactly the same. But up close, the man could be able to see each unique pattern those small wonders possessed. They shimmered and reflected like tiny, little diamonds underneath the fading yellow glow of street lamps, which quite ran parallel to Wooshik's face that was then masked with rainwater. 

Floating ever so gently every now and then, down to the not-so-bare ground, a gentle breeze sent the snowflakes into a swirling dance before they resumed their journey towards the earth. 

Gesturing Wooshik's external burst of joy upon the first snowfall for that year, he prolonged being stranded— there is indeed a subtle disparity between being alone, and being lonely.

There is a cold kiss of wind against Wooshik's red, flushed cheeks. He exhaled sharply and watched as a brief mist formed from his warm breathing, mixed with a frigid air. 

He closed his eyes in solitude…

"They say if we are with the person we love on this auspicious day of first snowfall, we will stay together forever. But, look at the poor me, you are with someone else right now…

But that does not mean the other beliefs would turn out to be false too. Dear snow, I hope you can hear me. I don't have much to ask for because I know unless I act upon, only wishing for my desires is futile. But, something that I can not act upon, I'm begging to you. Please allow the person I love the most, to be happy and healthy forever…whoever it is with. Sehun, I really love you more than you could ever imagine. Amen!"

"Wooshik?" 

Someone spoke, with a gruff, masculine voice, spanning an end to Wooshik's solitude. The addressed person untied his knuckles, while his eyelids departed from each other. Without turning around, Wooshik could infer who the woman was, 

"So you are finally here?"

That woman let a trail of smirk seep, with the piercing words following after, 

"Either kill or die. Whether it is a person or an emotion."

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"First snow is like first love."

"What?" Sehun grunted as Minhyuk's hold on his own wrist, and his handsy blindfold on the eyes relaxed. Slipping through the cracks of bluehead's palm, Sehun could dimly observe what could be safely deduced to be a quiet vastness of undisturbed tranquillity. 

Inch by inch the simulated blinder was discarded— conceding Sehun to get a clearer view. 

The Heavens and the earth appeared to have mated to conceive a pacific darkness, with blotches of glittering pearls falling and melting as soon. The obscurity seemed to have extended as far as Sehun's eyes could stroll. The younger essenced the shrubs underneath his feet that were overgrown naturally in a boggy ground; excepting, Sehun could really decipher nothing. 

"Minnie, where are we? I don't think I know this place." 

"There is a superstition that if you witness the first snowfall with the person you like, true love will blossom between both and it will be long-lasting."

Minhyuk's face was unreadable, thus leaving Sehun with nothing but awkwardness— he did not know how he was supposed to act or react to those aforementioned. 

"Oh…is it so?" Bringing that soot overcoat closer to be hugging his body, Sehun curled the corners of his lips; if the myth turned out to be true, Sehun would be disappointed to say the least. 

Realising the bulk reflecting on Sehun's face, Minhyuk moderated the atmosphere, spewing his giggle,

"There is another myth in Korea too."

"Hm? What is it?" 

"That every lie could be forgiven, no matter how serious it is, if it is especially the day of first snowfall."

Such myths sounded unbearably absurd, but Sehun never enjoyed imposing, which thus led him to respect any belief others might have had, "That sounds weird."

"I know. But can you forgive a lie tonight?"

Snow dripping over his face, glistening under the broad night sky, Sehun turned his eyes, "Hm?"

"Eve, I hate you…"

"Was that really a lie?" To Sehun in the least, it did not feel like so, which was an apt justification for his simper to flow in sweeping meanders.

"How come you don't know these things, Eve?" Minhyuk shook his head, "You must at least know about the myth about wishes coming true? Please don't say no!"

"My dad hated mythical assumptions. So, I was never allowed to learn any, such conceptions were nothing but lies. He is a rational man, and he expects me to take after him."

Heaving a sigh, Minhyuk took Sehun's hand in his, gently rubbing it, "Then…would you like to make your first wish…together?" He murmured.

Changing course, Sehun's eyes lifted upwards until the curtains hung over them by itself.

That sight was to Minhyuk, worth million years— a pellucid smile resurfaced on the elder's lips, he closed his eyes, and his head rose to the sky,

"First snow, I don't really know the regulations to make any wish. But, please grant me this one. For the person I love more than anything, can you please keep him safe forever? Whatever it may cost!"

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