“Hey Yixing look at that! Yixing?” Junmyeon turned around but Yixing wasn’t next to him. He panicked for a second before spotting the other in front of a booth that sold, what looked to be, friendship bracelets and different types of handmade jewelry. Junmyeon walked over to the other and wrapped his arms around Yixing’s waist and slipped his hands into the front pocket of the other’s sweatshirt. He put his chin on the younger’s shoulder. Yixing jumped and let out a not-so-manly squeak. “Don’t scare me like that!” he said as Junmyeon laughed. “Don’t run away like that,” Junmyeon retorted and Yixing just shrugged. When Junmyeon tried to let go of Yixing, the younger didn’t let him. “I’m cold and you’re warm. Stay,” Yixing said like it was nothing. Junmyeon rolled his eyes again but didn’t try to move again.