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@kim taehyung The wait is, of course, longer than expected. It's five minutes past the designated time when Jungkook, failing to locate Taehyung in sight, decides to pop open another pack of hand warmers before shoving one into his scarf and the other not-so furtively between his waistline and the hem of his pants. There's a young girl probably seven years old or so, he realizes after returning his gaze upward, who's staring straight at him with an expression contorted in confusion and disgust. She meets his eyes and he meets hers and it's not that Jungkook hates children or anything, but figuring that the thoughts racing through her mind right now are the words 'boy trouble' and 'cooties', he raises a hand and shoos the little away, paying no mind to the good five meter distance between them.

By the time that the seventeen year old finally appears, Jungkook feels like he could play the iceberg in Titanic. "Hello to you too, and okay I was trying to be romantic," claims the older. He doesn't even bother pulling away from the touch, if anything, shimmying closer and slumping into Taehyung's hold, a warm feeling immediately bubbling in his chest at the glimpse of the other because if it means earning the smile that graces Taehyung's features at this very instant, hell he'll skinny dip into a frozen lake. Jungkook doesn't say this though, at least not out loud, 'cause he's a hardass. "Jeez, the one time I try to kick up my game, I get left out in the snow for twenty-eight-point-five minutes. I hope you know that you have the time estimation of a house plant. Like, a ficus. You have the time estimation of a ficus." Sliding out his right hand from his coat pocket, he slips out a hand warmer before pressing it to Taehyung's lips. "Here, warm your lips so you can give me a reward later for making me into the human form of Alaska."

@jeon jungkook ♡ Its been twenty minutes. Twenty minutes since the male had awakened from his nap, twenty minutes since the male has been lazing in bed and twenty minutes since he received the text from Jeon Jungkook. Jerking up from his bed with his hair dishevelled and sticking out in all directions, Taehyung stared at his phone's lock screen; watching the text notification and minutes change before the screen blacking out. Inhaling roughly with an uneven breath, the brunet slowly removed his duvet as he climbed out of his bed. Not bothering to fix his appearance or change his outfit, Taehyung reached out to grab one of his most comfortable ski jackets as he lazily threw a beanie, a pair of sunnies and gloves into his pocket before exiting the cabin. "Its been over twenty but give me another 10-15" he responds briefly to the series of texts; ignoring the stream of winking emojis and no longer keeping track of the time.

With a small spring in his step and his hands tucked tightly away into his pockets, the seventeen year old was now jogging slightly as he made his way over to the ski resort; the lift now within view. Glancing around to find the sender of the message, it didn't take long for Taehyung to spot him lone against the crowd; covered in layers and layers of clothing but still somehow managing to get flushed. "Jungkook!" he called out hoping to grab the other's attention, "what are you doing out here in the cold all by yourself.". Feeling a small grin appear on his lips, the younger male didn't bother to try and hide it as he slowly approached the older male. "Look at you all stocked up,", he teased, eyeing him as he raised a palm to cup Jungkook's cheek; his small attempt to warm the other.

@kim taehyung To say that it's freezing cold outside would be an understatement. To say that Jungkook misses Taehyung, however, would be an even bigger understatement because though it's only been a good three hours and thirty-seven minutes or so since they've last seen each other, he's already found himself deprived of the younger's presence. The text Jungkook had sent earlier still remains fresh on his mind: a somewhat mysterious "meet me at the ski lifts in twenty", followed by a series of wink emoticons. It's because of this why the brunet finds himself standing at the bottom of the ski lift station in five layers of clothing, cheeks flushed from the icy breeze that brushes against his features and hands shoved warmly in his jacket pockets that are each filled with a pair of Hothands®, and though he's unsure if the excitement pumping through his veins is due to anticipation for skiing or for Taehyung himself, what Jungkook is sure of is that he's looking forward to finally spending quality time with a certain baseball player who's way too charming for his own good.