"It's Christmas...and you're not with me. What am i supposed to do?"

Were the first words spoken by Jongin when he woke up at dawn on Christmas morning. If it wasn't for his cousin who was considerate enough to spend the holidays with him, he would've been alone in that big, empty, lonely, deafeningly-quiet house. Wrapping the duvet tighter around himself, he glanced out to the full-scale window directly open to the lawn. "It's snowing, honey. Snow. You loved snow." He choked on his words.

"One Christmas with you is all i get. It's not fair."

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A/N : Yeah, this is sort of a way to let you guys know that i'm working on an epilouge. It's half-done and i hope for it to be up soon. It's gonna be full-on angst, so, brace yourselves~