⛄ / haneul and byungchul build a snowman together 🥺 ??
haneul can’t stand the heat. god he hated summer sometimes.
back in school, when he had to change to his high school’s summer uniform and wear shorts that didn’t hide his pale skin, freckles, or knobby knees, he got made fun of. other guys teased him when he wore tank tops because he wasn’t a big guy, he just... wasn’t meant to be.
he was much more of a winter guy, long story short. cuddling up at the fireplace, getting sick and getting minsu to take care of him, dreaming of the honeymoon he will one day have in the snow with seongha. even likes the wintery colors hyoji asks him to paint his toes way more than the hot pinks of summer, and when it was hot, it was too hot to help take makki on walks—summer walks were reserved for peach and byungchul, because they are crazy.
but that was the thing. byungchul loves summer, doesn’t even mind when he gets sticky with sweat, and the dude would be willing to wear any combination of tank top look. and where seongha liked winter and autumn like him, byungchul just wasn’t into all the snow and cold shit. he didn’t hate it like peach, but you could tell he got those sad feelings some people get.
haneul thinks it might have to do with things like himself going home, and byungchul feeling like he doesn’t have a place to go at holidays. even when haneul comes home, byungchul is laying in bed alone most of the time, occasionally peach joins him complaining how cold it is and how much he misses the sun while byungchul comforts him.
on one particular day, haneul comes back from dinner with seongha. snow is falling outside, and it is so cold. he comes in basically yelling about it, teeth chattering as he runs to make himself hot tea and talking to kit—who curiously is out of their bedroom.
he finds out why once he comes into the room.
byungchul is in full meltdown mode. tears streaming down his face, a few things thrown off his table, and he is staring at the hanging mirror. his mind flashes back to the night byungchul broke mirrors in the practice room, and as if the other knows what hes thinking, byungchul backs away and looks at haneul with a look that just says please.
sometimes, haneul has realized that with mental health it isn’t about what started it. he doesn’t ask.
instead, he hugs byungchul, and then pointedly—“get dressed, we’re gonna go on a walk. okay?”
and so byungchul does, because as jae and seongha would say, byungchul does anything haneul tells him too. his very own wind up toy. ( haneul does not think this way, but a lot of people seem to think he does. )
and then, bundled up with a bag of things they’ll need, haneul takes byungchul to the closest clean patch of nice snow. and stops him and simply says, “lets build a snowman, dude! i wanna make a snowson for us,” he smiles, giving byungchul a masked kiss on the cheek. it makes byungchul warm up to the playing in the snow idea, and while they build the basic body for a snowman, haneul asks questions like—“which one of us should he look like” and “what would he like?” and byungchul gives the cutest ideas, maybe a little too idealistic.
they end up making him some version of a punk kid, even propping an old broken skateboard against him.
“i like the name noah.” haneul says, smiling and cuddling up to his boyfriend.
he gets shot down, and byungchul says it has to be cooler. like rex.
“you fucking ass, that’s a dogs name!”
hsaneul pulls down his mask to shut him up with a kiss when byungchul says he likes dogs, shoving him playfully. “you’re so stupid, jerkface,”
