Luhan had always considered himself weak in comparison to everyone that surrounded him. And it made sense, taking into consideration the fact that he was small, and skinny, and he didn’t speak too loud, and he didn’t seem the kind of guy that would actually stand up by himself. He was delicate looking, very femine and childish-like, and he knew it and understood it and even embraced it at times. But he couldn’t fully understand why did people seemed to enjoy throwing snowballs at him.
He was happily walking towards a bench because the weather was beautiful and because there weren’t as many people playing with the snow as the past couple of days. And he was feeling like reading outside while enjoying the cold air and the sweet music of his iPod.
But of course, he is an easy target, he supposes.
Right when he had discovered that comfortable spot on the bench and when his music was playing and when his fingers were caressing the pages of his open book, he felt something hitting him on the chest, and then some white, cold material falling onto the pages of his book. It took him around three seconds to realize what that was, and he actually shouted a loud what the fuck before looking up.
Bad decision.
Another snowball hit him, only that this time, it was on the face. And then two more snowballs followed that one, hitting him on the head and on the shoulder. He gasped and stood up from his seat, the remaining pieces of what once was a snowball fell onto the white floor. He whimpered when another snowball hit him right on the thigh, and he looked up to see a cat-eyed male that was hiding behind a tree, with a devilish smirk on his lips and a hand already holding another snowball.
"Dude—- How the fuck do you grab so many snowballs at the same time—-" He squealed, hearing the other male bursting out into laughter before throwing another snowball at Luhan. And since Luhan had terrible reflexes, he couldn’t ditch it. "Key—-! Stop!" He whimpered, feeling another snowball hitting him on the neck.
He sighed in exasperation and leaned down to grab a handfull of snow. He wasn’t sure if Kibum would get mad at him if he threw a snowball at him (he had learnt that the younger had a very delicate tolerance), but he reassured himself by the thought of him starting it.
He threw a snowball at Kibum, and it hit him right on the forehead. He heard the other gasp something like “oh my gay" before glaring at him. Luhan gulped quietly, and received another smack by another snowball, and then he heard Kibum laughing. Luhan chuckled under his breath and decided to join Kibum’s game.
And soon, the two of them were in some kind of Call of Duty scene, throwing snowballs at each other, hiding and laughing real hard.
