Both of the young teens sneaked into their special hideout, a small man-built hut on a tree behind an old unoccupied house. Sometimes they would suspiciously look at right and left, making sure that nobody would saw them making their ways here.

 

Hyukjae plopped down on the wooden floor of their hideout while on the other hand Donghae already had his body sprawled on the floor. Hyukjae let out a soft, amusing chuckle to his companion.

 

“Aren’t you cold?” asked the redhead, nudging his toe into Donghae’s waist, earning a ticklish laugh from the latter.

 

“Nope. Because you’re here and you’re hot.”

 

“Cheesy bluff is always cheesy,” Hyukjae snorted. Donghae chuckled once again.

 

Donghae changed his position, his hands supporting his head down under his chin while his eyes were darting straight into Hyukjae’s soft ones. The redhead lowered his head to hide the blush he had on his cheeks.

 

Later Hyukjae found himself being squeezed between the wall and Donghae. The brunette was pressing his back onto his side, leaning against him. “Yah, move! There are lots more of spaces,” Hyukjae wiggled his shoulder, attempting to shove the younger’s head off from his shoulder but failed miserably as Donghae faked a snoring sound, pretending as if he was sleeping. Hyukjae could only chuckle at his childish friend.

 

After that, the silence clouded the atmosphere, until Donghae broke it.

 

“Hey,” he called softly, getting a nod from Hyukjae.

 

“What will our futures look like eh?” Donghae asked while adjusting his position, his back facing the same wooden wall Hyukjae was currently leaning against.

 

Hyukjae merely shrugged. “Tell me how do you want yours to be like?” the brunette added, being the active one in their light conversation.

 

“Hmm,” Hyukjae hummed almost incoherently. “Have my own dancing studio, live a better life with my loved one,” muttered Hyukjae while fidgeting with his fingers.

 

“With me?” and that earned a light prod to Donghae’s rib. “You wish. Hmm, how about yours?”

 

“Mine? I want to contribute to my family’s legacy and same like yours, live a better life with you.” Donghae said casually, making the latter blush for the second time.

 

“We will live together, live happily, raising kids with you being a good umma to my cute kids and earn lots of money,” Donghae added while the redhead pouted beside him.

 

“Why am I the umma? Why don’t you?” Hyukjae asked, trying to sound annoyed at Donghae’s so brilliant idea.

 

“Because I’ll be the one who is gonna protect you and our kids from the evilness of this world and the evilness I’m talking about also includes Kyuhyun,” Donghae explained with such hand gestures and sending the only listener there to frown curiously.

 

“Kyuhyun? What’s wrong with that junior of yours?” Hyukjae inquired confusedly, fixing his gaze on the brunette. Donghae annoyingly rolled his eyes.

 

“As if I didn’t see him trying to hit on you,” Donghae said in a low voice, almost sounded like a whisper but Hyukjae heard him clearly.

 

Hyukjae laughed amusingly. Why does he need to be this jealous and cute?

 

“I was just trying to help him, no more, no less.”

 

“But still, I’m gonna protect you from that head devil of all evilness,” Donghae announced, his hand determinedly. Another soft chuckle escaped from Hyukjae.

 

“Hmm, whatever Hae. I count on you,” the redhead said while leaning down his head on Donghae’s shoulder. Donghae reached out for Hyukjae’s hand and intertwined their fingers together as he shifted closer to the latter.

 

Donghae looked out of the window and saw the snows started falling, blanketing the ground with the white contents, reserving a white and pure area. He smiled, knowing that snows were what he and Hyukjae loved.

 

“Hey. It’s snowing already,” Hyukjae merely hummed back to Donghae, not wanting to make an inch move away from the source of warmth, Donghae. Hyukjae snuggled up more to Donghae when the coldness from the snows started to linger in the air, burying his face into Donghae’s shoulder crook, inhaling the beautiful scent of the younger.

 

“Hey,” Donghae called out one more time yet Hyukjae still didn’t budge. “It’s ticklish.”

 

“But you like it,” Hyukjae matter-of-factly replied, breathing against Donghae’s neck. Donghae chuckled. “Hmm, can’t deny.”

 

“Hey,” once again and Hyukjae was too lazy to even bother to respond to Donghae’s nth ‘hey’.

 

“I love you,” those three words slipped out of Donghae’s lips. Hyukjae produced a noise between Donghae’s neck, mumbling incoherence protests. Donghae laughed at the adorkable stuff Hyukjae was doing.

 

“Hyukkie.”

 

“…”

 

“Hyukkie..?”

 

“..”

 

“Hyukkieeeeeee?” sang Donghae.

 

“I love you, too.”

 

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END

 

 

A/N: I can’t get enough of fluffaaay Eunhae in winter so I decided to write one to quench my thirst for that. Ssdfghnjdc I would love to bury them in snow >< Who’s in for that? :D /prepares a shovel/

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