Guanlin ran. Which was a very bad idea, considering that he was injured, but he was willing to risk it. His whole job and reputation was on the line! If he got fired, how would he be able to support his family? Bad luck always followed him everywhere. It would not be a good thing to add to his résumé. In his head, Guanlin hoped that the prince and his friend had not gone anywhere dangerous. 

He sped throughout town, searching and searching. The guard stopped multiple times to ask pedestrians about average height boys with dark hair wandering around. All of them didn't see anyone who fit those descriptions. Guanlin thanked them anyway for their time. This became a routine for him, it made Guanlin want to cry. Why did bad things always happen to him? 

At last, Guanlin got an idea. It was so obvious, Guanlin wanted to facepalm himself for being dumb. Why not go back to the bakery where he saw them last and ask the workers where they were? He couldn't run anymore because he was out of breath. Instead he power walked, not even caring that he looked like an old grandma exercising. 

When he reached the bakery, he was greeted with a sign saying it was closed. Guanlin slumped down, leaning on the wall for support. Great. Just great. Sullenly, he turned to leave, but something caught his eye. A piece of paper taped to the bottom of the sign. It said this,

'Woojin hyung, we decided to close the shop because no one was buying anything. We hope you aren't mad! If you want to find us, we'll be at the Winter Festival. We also hope you had fun on your date~
Gratitude for not cutting our pay wage, 
Jihoonie and Jinyoungie'

Guanlin squared his shoulders and stood up straight. The Winter Festival. That's his destination. Now to find where in the festival Jihoon and Jinyoung were. Weak with relief, he began to jog towards the biggest festival of the year.

…

Jihoon thought it was a good idea to have a hot chocolate drinking contest. Jinyoung thought otherwise. It was a horrible idea to him.

"Come on Jinyoung, it'll be fun! I promise!" Jihoon bugged Jinyoung while he was looking for items to purchase for fifteen minutes straight.  It was not an easy task ignoring Jihoon. Jinyoung gave in when Jihoon promised to pay for all of it. How could you refuse free drinks?

They went to the food tent a few minutes walk away. It wasn't that full, everyone else was probably buying things or enjoying the planned activities.  

"Which booth that's selling hot chocolate do you want to go to?" Jihoon asked.

Jinyoung pointed to the booth with the cheapest price. "That one."

When they got to the front of the really short line, Jihoon had a dilemma.

"I can't pick between big marshmallows or small marshmallows. Help me Jinyoungie!" 

"If you can't pick, just don't have any marshmallows," Jinyoung replied. He had ordered a hot chocolate without any marshmallows, so he was rather impartial.

"But marshmallows are half the fun!" Jihoon protested. "I'll have the large ones," he told the worker.

When the hot chocolate was served, Jinyoung eyed the tall, hot drink warily. 

"I'm starting to regret I agreed," the younger said.

Jihoon grinned. "That's too bad. Here's the rules, you must finish all of the drink as quickly as you possibly can and you need to tell the other person when you're done. Simple. Three, two, one, go!"

The two boys lifted the hot chocolate and began to chug.

Jinyoung and Jihoon began to feel the heat immediately. Neither stopped because of their pride. It was a miracle that the drink didn't splatter all over the snow. Soon, Jinyoung slammed down the mug.

"I win!" Jinyoung mentally patted himself on the back. He had won!

As Jihoon looked up with a hot chocolate mustache, he looked very disappointed. "Aww, that's not fair." He drank the rest of his drink and threw their cups in the trash. Jihoon's mustache rubbed off sometime then.

They wandered around the festival, with the goal of playing games in mind. Finally, Jihoon spotted the game section.

"It's over there Jinyoungie! Hurry up!"

"Oh no, gravity is taking over my body!" Jinyoung pretended to fall on his hyung. "I can't move!"

"Stop quoting Lilo and Stitch, this is not funny!" A slight punch in the arm from Jihoon did the trick in getting Jinyoung to move again.

Pretending to be hurt, Jinyoung faked an injury. "Blood! Blood, spewing everywhere! Death." He collapsed on his coworker's shoulder.

"I don't even think that Zootopia quote was right," commented Jihoon as he struggled to push Jinyoung upright. "Come on, I want to play the games! Let me live!" He made a face at Jinyoung.

"Alright, alright!" Jinyoung felt amused to see his hyung annoyed.

Immediately, Jihoon dragged Jinyoung to a game booth with huge plush toys as prizes. Two people were running it. One was explaining the rules to a customer and the other was playing a guitar and singing softly to himself.

"I'd like to play this game," Jihoon announced to the person with the guitar.

The worker looked up. "Please pay the fee first." He nodded to the sign with the fee written on it.

Jihoon handed over the required money. The person took it and put it in his pocket.

"Ok, you have to toss a ring onto the bottle's neck. If you get one on a green bottle's neck, you win a small prize." He gestured to the lamer, small toys. "If you get it on one of the red bottles in the middle, you get to pick any of the big stuffed animals. You can also win a big prize by getting two rings on a green bottle. It doesn't have to be the same green bottle to win the large prize. Good luck, don't cry if you don't win."

The other worker swatted guitar dude. It seemed his customers left the counter. "Jaehwan-hyung! That's not nice! They're our customers, you have to be polite."
 
"Sewoon, I'm generally not nice, you should know that by now." Even so, with a roll of his eyes, Jaehwan muttered an apology to Jihoon and Jinyoung.

Sewoon smiled apologetically and handed them the basket of rings. "Have fun!"

Because there wasn't anyone else at the game, Sewoon and Jaehwan stayed and watched Jihoon and Jinyoung. Jaehwan began plucking at the guitar's strings, probably composing an ode that proclaimed, "You failed at the game!".

"Ok Jihoonie, do you want to go for the red bottles?" Jinyoung asked.

"Definitely!"

There were only a couple red bottles in the middle, but Jihoon and Jinyoung felt determined to win a big prize. After a few failed attempts, a wild ring miraculously landed on a bottle. A green bottle.

"I suggest aiming for green bottles now. It's easier for the rings to land on because they're closer. If you get a ring to go on another green bottle, you still get a big prize," commented Sewoon.

"Thanks for the tip!" Jihoon beamed at Sewoon. Jinyoung felt a surge of jealousy.

"No problem."

"Our basket is running out of rings, this is our last chance Jinyoungie. Hopefully we can win a prize," said Jihoon. "Let's give it our best shot!"

Jinyoung nodded in agreement.

They continued with the ring tossing. On the last ring, Jihoon closed his eyes tightly and wished with all his might.

"After you throw that, both of you close your eyes for good luck. Don't open your eyes until I say the ring landed," Jaehwan said nonchalantly. Sewoon raised his eyebrows.

More than happy to have the element of surprise and hope on his side, Jihoon complied and threw the ring. Jinyoung reluctantly closed his eyes as well.

When they opened their eyes, the thrown ring was on a green bottle!

Jihoon was ecstatic. 

"Congratulations!" Sewoon applauded them. "Which toy do you want?" He began to climb up the ladder.

Jaehwan played a tune on his guitar. "You did it, you did it! Hooray!" As he kept on warbling, Jihoon and Jinyoung stopped listening.

Taking a liking to the large, brown, and stuffed dog, Jihoon requested that to be given to him. Soon he held the animal in his arms. The size of the toy was so huge, he had to hold it with both arms. 

"Thank you!" Jihoon said.

"Do you want a Polaroid picture? I have a camera with me," offered Sewoon.

"Why in the world do you have a Polaroid camera with you?" Jinyoung exclaimed. "Would it even work properly in this cold weather?"

"Jaehwan wanted a photo during our date after this, so I brought it with me," explained Sewoon. "And I think it dries properly. Don't blame me if it doesn't."

So Jaehwan really was soft in the inside. Somewhere in there beneath all of the savagery. 

"Yes please!" Jihoon agreed and struck different poses as he said different descriptions. "Shall it be a normal, wacky, or cute picture?"

Jinyoung brought his hand to his face. Why did he like this dork again? "If normal is just smiling, then normal." His response was a little muffled because of his hand.

From a his bag, Sewoon retrieved the Polaroid camera. He handed it to Jaehwan. The latter boy's cheeks was noticeably redder than before. Maybe it was because Sewoon exposed his gentler side.

"Get ready, I'm going to take the picture," warned Jaehwan.

The awkward bakers smiled at the camera.

"You guys need to get closer. The screen isn't big enough and you're too far apart," said Jaehwan. "Geez, you act like you aren't together."

Jinyoung couldn't argue because at that moment, Jihoon stepped in and leaned his head on Jinyoung's shoulder. He held the prize proudly in front of them and beamed. Jinyoung could only look down at his hyung.

A click was heard and the photograph was sliding out a second later. Sewoon grabbed it and placed it on the counter. 

"One more, this time a cute picture!" Jaehwan called.

With his hands, Jinyoung made a heart sign and did his eyesmile. Jihoon hugged the teddy bear and winked at the camera.

"Perfect!" Jaehwan said. "Who wants which one?" He held both of the pictures up. The faint outlines of the second Polaroid were beginning to appear. 

"I'd like the second one," requested Jinyoung. He knew he had looked like a fool in the first one. 

Jaehwan handed them over to their respective owners. "Come back soon!" He waved his guitar instead of his hand, which almost hit Sewoon in the head.

Jihoon and Jinyoung left. Then, as soon as they were gone, an accusing atmosphere replaced the cheery one. 

"Close your eyes for good luck? What utter nonsense is that?" Sewoon shot at Jaehwan.

"Do you want a Polaroid picture?" Jaehwan spat back.

"The screen isn't big enough?"

"A photo after our date?"

Sewoon and Jaehwan glared at each other before finally dissolving into laughter. 

"So, Jaehwan," Sewoon said casually. "why did you put the ring onto the second bottle?"

…

"My feet ache!" This was the millionth complaint from Prince Samuel to count. At least, that's what Daehwi thought.

"We're almost there, hold on a while longer." Daehwi continued to trudge. "You weren't that vocal about the distance earlier."

"That's because I was thinking."

"Sounds dangerous."

"It is."

A comfortable silence fell like a blanket between them. Neither wanted to be the first one to break the peace. They arrived at Seongwoo's new home sooner than either of them liked.

"Ok, I'll bite, what were you thinking?" Daehwi asked as they were about to enter the apartment.

Samuel didn't respond. This didn't help Daehwi's erratic heartbeat one bit.

More silence. Then, a voice.

"Us." 

A/N: *deep breath* oK WHO THE HECK DECIDED TO TWEET ABOUT MY STORY (I'M LOOKING AT YOU MYLES. [@jeonghanesque]) I was just scrolling through Twitter, looking through the Samhwi posts and I see a tweet. Oh not just any tweet, a tweet with a link to a story on AO3. The tweet mentioned Samhwi and Jeongcheol which I thought was really similar to this story. I got the idea that it was my fic, but I laughed it off. I clicked it and BAM! My fanfiction. Look what you did to my wig. I'd like you to order me a new one, I can't even afford a SEVENTEEN CONCERT TICKET. *abuses imaginary desk*

Oh yeah, I hope you enjoyed the 1,900+ word chapter. I'm very sorry for making you guys wait, but hey you got an extra long chapter. 

Yeah this fanfiction will be mostly fluff. MOSTLY. You may proceed to panic.

One day I sat down and made myself finish the backstories, motives, and that good stuff. As a warning, this will not all be cute, and adorable. Beware. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Stick around to find out more.

I have some songs to recommend for y'all to listen to (if you want) while you read the…non-fluff chapters. Hehe. Please tell me if you'd like me to recommend the songs during the other chapters.

Honestly, I had the plot for this chapter planned out, but my heart was like, "Nope, give them Samhwi." 

I still don't know how long this will be. 

As for my updating schedule, school is right around the corner for me, but I'll try my best to update once a week. (Maybe twice if I'm lucky.) I'm also back in my town. Yay!

If ever anyone wants to do fanart or whatever (IF EVER and WANTS TO are the words I'm emphasizing here. You don't have to haha) please notify me so I can see it! I just ask you kindly drop the story link in the description.)

Jinyoung wrote the note that's why it's hyung. Woojin in Wanna One is the Woojin mentioned.

Have a nice day/night/afternoon! Thank you for waiting! 

(Fun Fact: I'm on Seungkwan's route in @softtrapline's Twitter game. My bias! I'm not dead yet.) -Veil