It was christmas eve.

One of the colder winter days this year.

It snowed.

Jungkook turned his head towards the grey sky and stopped walking. For a moment he just looked at the scurry of snow. He then closed his eyes and enjoyed the refreshing feeling of the snowflakes meeting his heated skin.

Probably the only good thing this day.

He was meant to celebrate with his family following the tradition.

His brother revealed he will marry his longtime girlfriend, Kim Eunha.

That caused his grandparents to ask Jungkook if how his love life was going.

He confessed.

From that moment on everything went wrong.

Screams sounded through the lovely decorated house, they cursed him with all the names they knew, vases were shattered.

Jungkook lifted his hand to touch the burning wound, his mothers soup spoon had caused.

But it was okay. They would get over it eventually.

He continued his way home after minutes of thinking, tucking his cold hands into the warm pockets of his winter coat.

It relaxed his mind bathing in the complete silence of this hour where everyone was inside celebrating with their families, doing nothing more than walking and watching his warm breath turning into small clouds.

A scream tore him out of his trance-like state.

A voice soft and angelic, pleasing his ears but at the same time hurting in his chest.

He started running without even giving it a second thought.