Slow music playing from the festival in the near distance, the white snow falling, gathering in Choi’s hair, as she held hands with Baekhyun; he rubbing his thumb over her knuckles, pulling her hand to his lips. Pressing them to her soft knuckles leaving warmth behind as he returned his eyes to the snow covered road. Looking at her from the corner of his eye, watching and admiring how effortlessly beautiful she looked beside him; the slight curl to the bundle of hair strands dancing in the soft breeze, that made her nose and cheeks red from the chill to it. Pulling her to a stop and cupping the side of her small face, leaning in smoothly, he embraced her soft cold lips with his warm ones. Pulling back just about an inch from her face, before smiling, and kissing her one more time. Whispering into her lips as he tasted them with a lingering kiss…