‘‘I can only imagine, but I don’t know how is the feeling that the world stop when somebody carress my skin, people say that is too sweet like honey.’’

‘‘Sometimes you're so corny, Lulu.’’ Minseok said as he stuffed his hands into his coat to keep warm.

Winter was right around the corner. On the streets they could appreciate already the Christmas scent. The snow was falling slow and delicate, adorned the city in an elegant way, it just looked beautiful.

‘‘I wanna give my heart to someone special. I wanna know how is the feeling when someone kiss me and it feels like undress my soul. . .’’ With a small sigh he end leaned into the palm of his hand.

‘‘Luhan. . .’’ Don't blush, Minseok. He doesn't think of you, understand at once.

‘‘Before christmas I find someone special.’’

‘‘If only know that you have already. . .’’ It was just a little whisper, barely audible from Min.

‘‘Did you say something?’’ Asked the blond with a face that revealed confusion.
Okay, Minseok. If you keep like this he will notice and pour away all the years of friendship.

‘‘No, I didn't say anything.’’