Christmases of You and I
Description
The lights are all hung with merry cheer. The hot chocolate is filled up over and over in everyone's mugs. The laughter and singing fills the frosty air that's covered the streets of Seoul, South Korea. Children making snowmen, parents chuckling at their kids playfulness, store owners keeping their doors open at all times of the night, welcoming in anyone who wishes to enter. The snow is falling, one by one, littering the floor with its dazzling waltz. The city is ready for the holidays. The city is ready for everything. The city is ready for Christmas.
But there are six lonely boys this Christmas.
Six boys, longing for someone to hold in this chilly winter.
Six boys, wanting a love this winter.
Six boys. Three fates.
Six boys.
A/N: So I've decided to write a threeshot of our B2STLY boys for the holidays~ They'll all be based off of Christmas songs. Please anticipate it, alright? ^^ Thank you all~
Foreword
♫Cause there were Christmases when you were mine...
Everyone tells me I should forget about you... But... I just can't forget about you. Not yet. Not when there's still snow outside. Do you still remember, when you told me, we'd be together forever? I do. And there was snow. And there's snow now. So if there's that little chance, that slimmer of a chance, that you'll end up coming home to me, I want to believe it it. I can't just not believe in it. So until the snow melts, I'm going to think of you. Alright? I want to think of you when there's snow. Because I remember.
Because I remember the Christmases when you were mine...
♫Baby all I want for Christmas is you...
And so I'm sitting here, again, alone. I don't know why I keep returning here to this place. I know you never see me. You're too preoccupied in your own world. You're always sitting there, strumming aimlessly on your guitar. I only know your name and your voice, but I've already fallen for you. Hard. And I know, deep down in my heart, although you may sing songs of love, all your songs are directed at someone else, not me. All your songs are for another, not me. Maybe if you knew my name, knew my story, we could start something. Anything.
All I want this Christmas is you...
♫Santa bring him home...
Its been over a year since we said our goodbyes. Its been over a year since you went overseas. Though its only been a few days since I got your last letter, I still miss you. I still sit here, by my doorstep, hoping that you'll come knocking. That you'll burst on in, that you'll have your open arms. That I'll finally be able to see your beautiful face, that I'll finally be able to breath in your lovely scent, that I'll finally be able to once again feel the touch of your soft skin. That you'll once again be safe and sound in my arms.
Santa, please bring my soldier home..
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