Every day, I want to hold your warm hand.

Now that we're together I really like it.

I will remember everything in my heart.

Remember this time that I'm with you

S

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Flashing lights adorn the streets at night, making the walk home less lonely than usual. The music from restaurants and the chatter of people walking through the snow in December indicates the approaching festival. come in

His slender, gloved hand tightened on the paper bag he bought at the supermarket to relieve the cold.

“Hold it like that, are you cold?”

The thin figure nodded and glanced at the tall figure walking next to the cream-colored scarf the owner had wrapped around him. The hand that brushed across the soft cheek was cold and that made him realize that the other person wasn't wearing gloves.

"You don't wear gloves anymore, Jay. What do you do if you get sick?"

“I am strong enough to die. You don't get sick easily."

Jay replied irritably with a raised eyebrow twice as confirmation. The smaller man sighed with white smoke.

“If you get sick on New Year's Day, Jay. I'm definitely angry at you.”

Without saying a word, his slender hand let go of one of the paper bags before he grabbed the other's cold hand and held it in his.

“Brian—”

“Damn, I knew I had to go out and buy some stuff to stock up before the New Year even though the weather was this cold and I still didn't wear gloves.”

“It's me...”

The person who was complaining turned and glared at the guy with glasses next to him who was trying to say something. Jay clenched his mouth tightly, refusing to meet his eyes.

"what?"

"I am shy"

Brian couldn't believe his ears. The tall man pretended to turn his head to look at the lights on the side of the road to relieve his embarrassment. His ears were red and the hand he was holding was slightly sweaty even though the temperature outside was almost sub-zero.

“What?”

The small figure bowed his head, the soft scent from the other person's scarf creating warmth despite the cold weather. Jay's hands began to warm because of the warmth from the person next to him. Small eyes behind the frames of his glasses looked at the person wearing a dark coat. The one he had chosen as a present for his past birthday, Brian wore it every time he went out. The cream-colored scarf that he had knitted and brought as a surprise for his birthday was now doing its job. To provide warmth to the person next to you

The slender hand that held Jay's hand didn't let go the whole way back.

“I would like to help.”

“You don't have to, Jay. I know you don't know how to cook. So just sit and watch TV.”

"but..."

“Nothing but,

just do whatever you want except cooking”

“Well”

Jay answered the voice and walked out of the kitchen. The small apartment in a quiet part of Vancouver was decorated with multi-colored Christmas lights in the window frame and a vase of flowers on the living room table. Brian said that he liked it because it made the room look fresher. Right now, there were two small boxes of gifts.

The tall figure sat down on the long sofa and looked out the window. White snow was falling just as the weather forecast had said. Jay was about to lie down but Brian's voice from the kitchen interrupted his actions.

“Jay! Go take a shower first.”

The person being called ignored the noise from the kitchen. Jay lay down on the sofa and took out his phone to play. An application for photography lovers opened. His friends all posted photos with their lovers along with Sweet captions The tall man clicked into the photo shooting menu before raising the hand that was wearing a ring and pressing take, typing a short message and tagging someone else's name, then pressing post.

The aroma of the kimchi fried rice that Brian made wafted into the nose of the person who was laying down and playing on the phone. He heard Brian turn off the stove in the kitchen before the other person's thin figure walked and stopped in front of him with Plate of fried rice and spoon in hand

“I told you to take a shower. You'll get really sick."

“I'm not sick.”

The tall figure sat up to allow the chef to rest after leaving the kitchen. Jay leaned his head on the small of his shoulder. From this angle, he saw the earrings he bought for Brian and the other person's jawline that was beginning to disappear, so much so that he had to gently tease him.

“When it's winter, your jawline always disappears—oh.”

A slender hand lifts the other man's torn head off his shoulder and slams him for being annoyed. Brian sees Jay stroking his own golden hair and laughs.

“Brian”

Jay called out to him after changing to pick up a spoon and preparing to eat a late night meal. The person being called raised his eyebrows.

“Even though you've gained weight, you're still cute to me.”

There were no words from the person who had been accused of gaining weight, except for the fist pounding the other person's upper arm in disgust!

Jay's smile widened when he saw Brian's angry and slightly embarrassed expression. If he hit him a little harder, he thought his arm might break. The bespectacled man pretended not to notice before scooping up Kim fried rice. Jima stared at the soft pink lips that were turning upside down.

“Ummmm.”

And the first bite of fried rice was already in the stomach of the person who made it. Slender eyes looked at the blond man who was scooping fried rice into his own mouth, expectantly.

“Finish eating, go take a shower!”

It seems that people who brag that they will never get sick on New Year's Day have to swallow their saliva. Brian woke up in the middle of the night (actually almost morning) to the sound of sleep from the light-hearted person beside him rubbing his eyes before he stood up. He got up sleepily. Jay was still sleepwalking, saying many things that he didn't understand while lying down and writhing. At first, Brian thought he would wake the other person up or move himself to sleep on the sofa instead, but as soon as his hand slender. Kicking the other person's hot face, the light body erased the two thoughts from just a moment ago.

The heat from Jay's body was higher than the normal temperature of a human body. The sleepy person got out of bed to fetch a wet cloth to wipe Jay who was still sleepwalking on the bed.

“Brian... Brian.”

The sleepy voice calling his name made the owner happy, he turned to look at the person who was sleeping but whose face was red from a fever.

"Who said I won't get sick?"

A person who is not sick uses a damp cloth to wipe another person's face. It seems that the person lying there is starting to regain consciousness, so they close their eyes and look at each other. Warm breath hits the hand of the person who is wiping the sick person's face.

“Brian..”

"What about the sick person?"

"I'm not sick at all."

Jay replied in a low voice as his closed eyes stared at the sleepy face of the person who was now wiping him. He saw Brian shake his head slightly and turn to wring the cloth in the tub before starting to wipe his neck.

“Your face when you were sick looked like a chicken. Look, your eyes were droopy and your hair was sticky and out of shape.”

Instead of hearing the sound of the person who was wiping him off, complaining, Jay heard only a winking sound in his head. His eyelids started to feel heavy, but the owner still forced himself to look at the other person's face.

“This is the result of your stubbornness.”

Even though the light from the lamp at the head of the bed was not very bright, the patient could see the concern that was conveyed from the beautiful pair of eyes. Before Jay succumbed to the fever, he slowly closed his eyes.

“Jay, get up and take your medicine first.”

Brian's voice called out, along with a gentle shake, causing the sick person to force his eyes open again, a white fever pill and a glass of water were held in front of him. Jay slowly pushed himself up to sit up but was in trouble because his body was stunned.

“I don't want to eat.”

The light figure sighed at the patient's stubbornness but still held out the medicine in front of him.

"If you don't eat, you won't get better. If you don't get better, you won't be able to celebrate the New Year."

“Have you forgotten what you wanted to do?”

At the end of Brian's words, a small pill was grabbed by a strong hand and he ate it with a big gulp of water. Brian smiled laughing when he saw Jane's face. He knew that the other person hated taking any type of medicine, whether it be pills or not. Liquid medicine, but now Jay needs to take it if the other person wants to do what he wants in the new year.

“You said it. Don't forget your promise, Brian."

The sick man said in a slightly hoarse voice as he lay down again. Brian's slender body picked up the basin and the damp cloth and placed them on the low table before he himself walked around to the other side of the bed without any hesitation. Forgot to turn off the lamp, so only the light from outside came through the curtains to provide light. The thin body lay down next to the sick person.

Brian stealthily looked at the sleeping face of the person next to him, his eyelids were closed and the tall man's chest was rhythmically moving up and down, making him certain that Jay must have fallen asleep, so he gently placed a soft kiss on the other person's lips.

"Hurry up and get over your fever, Jay."

That was all he left before he managed to wrap the blanket around him and Jay before closing his eyes, not knowing that the sick person next to him was opening his eyes from his actions a moment ago.

I guess Jay must hurry to get over his fever because he also has to keep his promise to Brian.

Before he could open his eyes, feeling the soft sunlight shining into the place where he lay, Brian felt as if something was pressing his lips, the soft and supple touch slowly disappearing as he slowly opened his eyes.

“Morning kiss”

“Remember what we’ll be doing today?”

Brian's brain was processing the words of Jay, who had a fever so high last night that he had to wipe himself, but now he was turning over on his side and looking at him with a mischievous smile, as if he had a fever last night. It was a lie, and because he was dazed and dazed by the situation he was in, he could only give Jay a short reply.

“What?”

 “We’ll kiss each other 100 timesbefore New-Year comes”

FIN : )

Thanks to original art by OengOei

Oh, I don't know why I want to write JK moments this much.

For anyone who hasn't read the previous story.

The You

Because you're like no other. Click on the title to read it.

We put a lot of effort into writing this story to have a winter feel. // Wipe off the sweat.

I hope everyone likes it.

Finally