This was supposed to be posted on new year, but I didn't have time to finish it. I'm so sorry. Happy new year! May you have the best 2015 ever.

Ninety eight

Seung gi counted around three hundred new photos taken in less than a week. Though he knew his Suzy had a thing for capturing every moment, his surprise never declines when he receives the camera back with a heap of albums.

Having a sparkly tree in the living room didn’t help her condition at all, nor did all the fireworks.

She was busy with her camera as they sat in a small café at the Namsan tower. As they stayed in Seoul that year, she suggested they catch a view of the panoramic sight of the city.

“I think I’m having coffee”

His brows rose in surprise. “What has happened to the world?” he dramatically asked as she rolled her eyes.

“I need it, oppa. I’ll stay up for a while longer” she explained.

“Because my baby really, really wants to see the international celebrations”

She smirked. “That’s right. It’s wonderful to see the New Year starting around the entire world, oppa. You should definitely stay up with me this time”

“I don’t need to, my entire world is right here” he gestured at her, watching her cheeks flushing in a delightful shade as she stammered for a response.

“That’s… you’re getting cheesy”

“And you’re loving it, baby”

---

According to the thousand dramas he unwillingly watches, women don’t feel cold. High school girls spending all winter in miniskirts supported that claim.

That’s why, an extra puffy Suzy with trousers over thick legging, boots, gloves, a scarf, a leather jacket, and around five layers beneath it so the zipper won’t move an inch, doesn’t seem so picturesque to some. He, on the other hand, always found it adorable.

“I really don’t need your scarf oppa” she argued as they were making their way up the stairs to the highest part of the tower. “I’m sweating!”

“You’re absolutely not taking it off, Suzy. It’s freezing”

“But I’m not” she insisted. “I really don’t need so many layers oppa”

“That’s silly. Everyone knows bunnies must be bundled up in winters”

She gave him a look. “Bunnies have fur”

“They have hair”

“Sheep have hair, bunnies have fur” she corrected.

“Sheep have wool, Suzy” she decided to end their argument with a shrug.

She climbed a few more steps as he followed after her. She took his hand in hers, taking o