[ 6:47 pm ]
Jaebeom can only stand frozen and stare dumbfounded at you as you reach up to tuck a pink rose behind his ear, the most loving smile gracing your lips.
In the softest, warmest voice he has ever heard, you say, "Merry Christmas, Jaebeom."
He's suddenly overwhelmed, the love he has for you flooding his whole body, so much so that he drops whatever he has in his hands, in favor of placing them on either side of your face, and pressing a kiss against your lips so urgent, that it feels as if it'll be the last thing he ever does.















