Taehyung looks up, and Jeongguk thinks it’s ridiculous that he still finds Taehyung cute even when he’s a sobbing mess. “K- Kookie,” he hiccups. “I- I just wanted some jelly.” And then he slumps and falls right back into sobbing.

Taekwoon lets Hakyeon do his makeup.

The streets are almost completely empty, and the sidewalk is covered in fresh snow. Their footsteps are the first to mark the untouched snow in their path.  

Minho is tired of seeing his boyfriend shivering as they wait at the bus stop together.  

He’s there again. Sitting on the same bench he sits on almost everyday, small brown leather sketchbook in his hand, a pencil in the other.

Minho loves to stare at Taemin in the morning.