𝐚 𝐤𝐤𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @euphcnic
╰ ☆ ❛ the winter landscape doesn't appear trampling into the world like a summer's parade. there are no coruscating colours commanding attention from any living being wandering the expanse. but hyunmin has a softness in his heart for the sweet caramels mixing with the chilly powdered sugar. a blend of homely hues topped with the white whiffs puffing out of chimneys. reminiscent of hot chocolate to warm even the iciest of hearts.
in his youth, he found great joy skating crystalline paths amid the snowy dunes before it melted after. his small hands smite the snow into strange shapes: a snowman or something he names on the spot. hyunmin's grown past those days where it's socially acceptable to make frozen figurines, as in he'd still leap to the opportunity if it presented itself, so he shows his appreciation for snow differently.
the enchanting glitter of empyreal diamond dust is difficult to capture. he blames it on inexperience. the fact his lore comes from experience and naver searches with convoluted answers. or it's the picky side of hyunmin that sits on his shoulder and pulls at his hair, demanding perfection to wake up from the bed of determination inside him. maybe it's both. he shrugs off any attempts at a conclusion; he’s disinterested.
the perks of having one more person enjoying the same hobby as him is another voice, another mind, because as much as he makes it a joke, sometimes he wonders if he has a single functioning brain cell. or half, the other half owned by someone else. hana's presence is welcome any day. strolling around with her sands the sharp edges of his ambitious tendencies and toss frustration into the gutter when his picture doesn’t develop out the way he imagines. he's long decided. this early afternoon is a pleasant company first and nice photos second, day.
❛ what are you taking? ❜ hyunmin keeps his gaze at the crown of her head; luck in height means peering over and seeing things he didn't want to see by pure accident.
❛ i wish the sun stayed up longer. ❜ a slight frown mars his otherwise peaceful face. ❛ almost feels like a waste of a day when everything's dark by the time you’re out of class. or work. ❜
