Flower in the Snow
Description
Kim Jongin hates winter.
He hates most things really, since his mother died.
He hates most things, except for a little winter flower named Taemin.
Taemin, who he met in the winter, is not really a flower, but is as beautiful as one.
But a picked flower always wilts, before eventually disappearing.
Rating: PGish? PG-13?
Warning for: Character Death, cuss words, general angst
Foreword
"Why do you look so happy?" Jongin can't help but snap at the boy sitting on the bench next to him.
He's beautiful, his eyes closed and face upturned towards the sky as soft flurries trickle down; his arms spread out in the air.
Beautiful is an understatement. He's simply etheral; the way he fits in with the scenery yet stands out.
He's in all white, a long white coat hanging over a fluffy looking white turtleneck clinging to his thin frame. A white scarf is hung around the milky white skin of his neck, covering his mouth but sliding down as the boy turned to look at him.
His eyes show a flash of suprise at Jongin's hostile tone before crinkling into crescents, his bow shaped lips curling up into a smile.
"Because it's snowing." He answers simply, as if that is the only explaination possible.
And rather suprisingly, it's the only explaination Jongin needs.
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