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the cold nibbled at your fingers, and painted a crimson blush across your nose and cheeks. you pulled your scarf to be snugger around your neck and raised your hand, softly knocking on the steel door, cautious that the other members would be asleep. the sound of shuffling shoes was muffled through the dense metal door. it always made you giggle that they had such a high security door compared to the low quality dorm inside.
startling you, sunghoon swung open the door, a smile spreading from his mouth to his eyes as he saw you.
“sorry if i made you jump” he whispered, a worried expression on his face, like he was scared to break the barrier of the frosty, quiet morning. you smiled at him. how did he make you feel so warm with just one simple sentence? you were lovestruck.
the two of you strolled down the leave covered path, hand in hand, the autumn gusts tossing with your precisely styled hair. you didn’t mind though. with sunghoon, you never had a second thought about how you looked. throughout the walk, you changed directions multiple times, wanting to step on the crunchiest fallen leaves. a following sunghoon was dragged behind you, adoring you and your presence and how you smiled at the leave’s noises. you turned round to see him watching you in such a gentle way.
“what?” you questioned
“nothing.” he replied as his lips turned up into a small smirk, indicating the opposite.
“seriously, what?” you began to laugh nervously.
“y/n, it’s nothing.” he once again replied. he paused.
“you’re just cute”
you looked at him in an unimpressed way, trying to suppress that inside you were screaming. a moment passed before the two of you broke into a fit of giggles, hitting each other playfully and folding in laughter.
“come on y/n lets sit inside” sunghoon pleaded.
“but the weathers perfect for a long walk, it’s practically calling my name” you opposed.
you had come to the small, local coffee shop that you and sunghoon ended up at most days. he was refusing to stay out any longer, nagging you that you would catch a cold in the november weather. you, on the other hand, adored days like these, where the cold prickling at your face made you feel alive and you could imagine you were in any cliche christmas movie.
“y/n, you’re underdressed for this temperature and i don’t really see our manager giving me another day off to nurse you back to health from a cold.” he continued.
“don’t worry about that, me and him are closer than you know” you joked.
he composed himself from almost laughing and was about to dive back into his lecture until you reached up on your tippy toes and gave him a quick peck.(yes, you had use tippy toes, even with the chunky boots you were wearing, he’s that tall) the attempted stern face he had on was wiped clean in a second. immediately, his arms slipped around your waist as he pulled you into another sweet kiss.
“thankyou for worrying about me hoon.” you said, dragging out his name, as you pulled away. you flashed him a quick smile and whisked him into the shop.
the two of you had eventually come to an agreement. you ate your pastries in the café and drank your coffees on the rest of the walk.(all payed for by sunghoon, something you had no control over). as you turned onto your road, the winds picked up, whipping you with harsh, freezing air. sunghoon looked over at you and your flimsy scarf and almost blue hands. in a second, he had taken his jacket off and placed it around your shoulders.
“hoon, seriously, take it back, we’re almost at my house and you have to walk all the way back to the dorm.”
“no, y/n, keep it.” sunghoon said, patting the coat onto you with his hands which took up a large surface of your back.
“you’ll get hypothermia.” you moaned, trying to take the jacket off and return it.
he stopped you.
“y/n, knowing you, you’ll get hypothermia just by walking down the rest of this road without the extra layer, so please, keep it.”
eventually the pair of you came the steps leading to your door.
“gosh, y/n, you already look illl, do you want me to bring some chicken noodle soup over later?” he said, a smile playing on his lips.
“shut up.” you teasingly rolled your eyes. yet sunghoon’s expression turned serious.
“i’m not joking though, call me and i will” he said, his eyes searching your face, looking for any trace of a cold.
you muttered an “i’m fine”, stepping in between his legs for a hug. his tall figure swiftly enveloped you. he placed his chin softly on the crown of your head and cradled your neck with his warm hands. you melted into him. you could stay here forever.