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@Youngsaeng RyeoWook felt YoungSaeng's hold on his hand get tighter as he stepped away, and the older one pulled him closer. Despite the freezing weather, he suddenly felt his body temperature rising as he listened to the next words come out of YoungSaeng's mouth. "Well," RyeoWook said, not exactly sure how to respond to that. What did YoungSaeng mean by 'Don't take this the wrong way?' What was 'the wrong way?' "If it helps, I think it's nice too."

((Now~ it's time for me to go to bed!))

@Ryeowook YoungSaeng was brought back into the reality of the moment when he felt RyeoWook pull away slightly. He held tight onto RyeoWook's hand, becoming more aware of the cold the further the other got from him. "No," YoungSaeng spoke softly as he pulled RyeoWook back next to him. He took a stepped forward before stopping, catching his breath slowly as he tried to gather the words he really wanted to say. "Don't take this the wrong way," YoungSaeng said slowly as the words came to his mind. "I meant...it's nice to walk with you like this. It's easy, and I don't feel like I have to try so hard. It's...nice." For lack of a better word, it was nice.

((Not as long and epic as KyuHan's but...here's my long overdue post.))

@Youngsaeng YoungSaeng never did respond to RyeoWook's comment, which only got his brain going at 10,000 thoughts per hour on if what he said had been wrong or offensive in some way. YoungSaeng continued to walk slightly in front of RyeoWook before halting to stop. RyeoWook didn't react fast enough and ended up running into him. "Sorry," He mumbled slightly under his breath as he pulled back slightly from YoungSaeng. He looked at the older's face as he looked up into the night sky once more. It was completely mesmerizing how the moonlight seemed to trace the features of YoungSaeng's face. RyeoWook couldn't help but stare in awe about how beautiful YoungSaeng looked right now. He felt his heart stop as the older began to speak, shivering quickly after his first few words. It was only then that RyeoWook noticed that a cold breeze had gone past. He waited patiently for YoungSaeng to continue, but he didn't pass up enjoying the sight if his face under the moonlight as he waited. He could physically feel his heart fall as the words came out of YoungSaeng's mouth. Oh. Winter nights. That's what's so nice. "They sure are," RyeoWook said, attempting to hide the disappointment in his voice as he started to pull away from YoungSaeng a little more.

It was fun to watch RyeoWook get carried away with everything that was going on. YoungSaeng knew that playing with the kid's feelings like this probably wasn't the nicest thing he could do, but he found himself enjoying it. It was nice to hold hands stuffed in the pocket of his jacket as the two crunched over the snow. It was nice because this was YoungSaeng's first time walking with someone he knew he wouldn't have to hide himself from. The village was still fairly new, and YoungSaeng hadn't had a chance to meet with all of the incoming villagers yet, which is probably why this time with RyeoWook felt so special. It was his first time walking with one of the villagers. "It's nice you know." YoungSaeng said, stopping and looking up to enjoy the night sky. He shivered as sudden freezing breeze rolled past them. "Winter nights like this. They're nice." He said, stopping himself from saying what he really wanted to.

@Youngsaeng RyeoWook began to feel very aware of everything that was going on around him as YoungSaeng stuffed both of their hands into his jacket pocket. He wanted to pull his hand away, but oddly, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He just concentrated on looking at the ground as the two walked. YoungSaeng had offered to go back to the cabin, RyeoWook had guessed that it was because of him not coming dressed for the cold. RyeoWook lightly shook his head. "No..." He said softly, "Oddly, I'm not uncomfortable at all."

@Ryeowook YoungSaeng smiled in victory as RyeoWook took his hand. The older one shoved both of their hands inside the pocket of the lighter jacket YoungSaeng was still wearing. He noticed that RyeoWook's cheeks has turned even more shades of pink, and he knew that he was probably making the kid uncomfortable. He was extremely OCD and all of this sharing of germs was probably weirding the kid out. "I'm sorry." YoungSaeng said with a sigh as he looked at RyeoWook's face which was starting to look like a cherry. "We can head back to the cabin if I am making you uncomfortable in the cold."

RyeoWook looked at YoungSaeng's hand the other had held it out for him to take. He just looked for a moment, wondering if he should take his hand. He didn't see the harm in it considering he was already wearing YoungSaeng's coat, and his glove. He took YoungSaeng's hand and he could feel his face becomes the violently red. He could still blame it on the cold, right?

@Ryeowook YoungSaeng smiled as RyeoWook questioned him as to why he was only giving one glove up. He held out his other, ungloved hand for RyeoWook to take. "If you hold my hand, the other one will stay warm too." He said and waited to see if RyeoWook would take his hand or not.

RyeoWook's face fell as YoungSaeng said the pockets were unbelievably warm. That's wasn't exactly the response he was hoping for. When YoungSaeng started to take if his glove, RyeoWook looked at him in shock. Okay, that wasn't exactly it either, but it would have to do. He went to accept the glove from YoungSaeng, but noticed that he wasn't moving to take the second glove off. "Only one?" RyeoWook questioned, tilting his head at YoungSaeng. "My other hand will still be cold." He said as he put the glove on. He probably shouldn't complain, YoungSaeng was already being so kind.

@Ryeowook YoungSaeng noticed that RyeoWook's face was getting pink as they continued walking in the woods. He knew the reason why his cheeks were reddening, but he was going to pretend that it was only for the cold. As RyeoWook had mentioned that his hands were cold, YoungSaeng looked down at them. "You can stuff them in the jacket pockets. Believe it or not, it unbelievably warm." YoungSaeng smirked at him. One look at the adorable kid following him made him feel guilty for teasing him. He took off one glove and gave it to RyeoWook. "First you take my jacket, and now you want my glove?"

@Youngsaeng RyeoWook looked up from the snow, his face freezing. He knew that his cheeks were probably pink, but he hoped that YoungSaeng could believe it was only because of the cold. He looked back down at the snow. "Yeah, it kind of was." He said, burying his face in the puffy jacket. "You know...my hands are kind of cold, too." He said, feeling his face turn even darker shades of pink. He wasn't sure if YoungSaeng would get what he was hinting at, but he was amazed at how quickly the older seemed to break through his shell.

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@Ryeowook YoungSaeng watched RyeoWook as he spoke. He could tell that the kid probably wasn't used to sharing his personal life with people, especially someone whom he barely knew. "Wow," YoungSaeng said as he continued walking. "I can't believe you had to go through the torture of being in the hospital. Sounds like you had to have it rough."

RyeoWook felt bad for taking the jacket now that YoungSaeng was obviously hiding his chills. RyeoWook followed behind the older one, just listening to the snow crunch beneath their feet. He saw YoungSaeng glancing up at the night sky, so he looked up as well. He instantly lost breath at the beautiful sight. He had never seen a night sky so beautiful. The village seemed to have very little outdoor light, making the stars illuminate the night sky brightly. A light winter fog clouded the skies a little bit, reminding RyeoWook that it was below freezing out here. He heard YoungSaeng ask him for his story on how he came to the village. RyeoWook took a moment to respond, being so mesmerized by the scenery around him. "Oh, well," RyeoWook said. "Basically, I have cycloid psychosis and OCD together. My father has passed away around the time that I turned 16 and I went into a severe depression my mom thought it was too much to handle, and worried about me hurting myself. I was locked up in the hospital until I turned 18. I am from a small town, and everyone would know what happened, so I couldn't show my face in town again. I didn't want to be known as the crazy suicidal boy, so I fled town as zoom as I was released. That's when I found my way here." After sharing that out loud with YoungSaeng, RyeoWook looked at the snow beneath his feet and kicked it a little bit, feeling awkward now. He had never told anyone about his life at home, even before being sent to the hospital, so it kind of felt good to get that off his chest.

@Ryeowook YoungSaeng tried hiding his shivers as he walked through the snow. He was a bit colder now that he gave his jacket up to RyeoWook, but the thinner man probably would have froze to death if he didn't. YoungSaeng tilted his head back to look at the Winter night sky, crunching the snow as he walked. "Well, everyone has a story of how they came to the village." YoungSaeng's breath turned to frost as the words escaped his mouth. He turned and gave RyeoWook a small smile and tilted his head in curiosity. "What's your story?" He asked, and waited for the other to respond.

@Youngsaeng RyeoWook was going to attempt to remove the jacket once again, thinking of all the possible way that YoungSaeng's jacket actually could be a threat to his life. It was probably big enough to suffocate him, but he had to believe that YoungSaeng was right. It was better for him to borrow the jacket than to freeze without it. Reluctantly, he accepted the jacket, and looked at YoungSaeng from the corner of his eye as the older one had mentioned killing him in his sleep. "I'm sorry to tell you this, but the chances of you actually suceeding in either of those, I mean getting to know me better or killing me in my sleep, are very slim." RyeoWook said. "I was in the hospital before here, I already know how you people work."

YoungSaeng smiled as RyeoWook attempted to remove his jacket. The older one simply placed the jacket back on the boy, and gave him a pointed look. "I understand the fear of sharing germs or whatever it is, but if you're cold, you'll die by freezing to death." YoungSaeng said. "My jacket has no possible way of killing you." He took a few steps forward and motioned for RyeoWook to follow him through the woods. "I'm not going to slice your throat, I just want to walk. Get to know each other more because the more I know about you, the easier it'll be to kill you in your sleep."

@Youngsaeng RyeoWook flinched as he heard YoungSaeng's voice come up from behind him and he felt something warm being placed over his shoulders. As YoungSaeng placed his jacket over RyeoWook's shoulder, RyeoWook had pulled it off. While he was, indeed, cold, he wasn't sure that was enough to justify sharing clothes. "I can't just leave a message unresponded, so cut my throat if you like." RyeoWook said with a shrug as he turned to look at YoungSaeng in the face.

@Ryeowook YoungSaeng knew that he was running a bit late for meeting RyeoWook in the woods, but he wanted to make sure he was fully bundled up for the cold. Having lived in Tranquility for so long, Saeng knew what to expect out of the weather here. Gloves, scarf, ear muffs, hat, jacket, and snow shoes. He had it all, knowing that he couldn't go out unprepared because of the blizzard that had been running for the last few days. Crunching sounds were made in the snow as YoungSaeng made his way to the meeting spot. RyeoWook was already there, shivering in his thin jacket. YoungSaeng could only wonder why the kid would come out in such little clothing when the weather was clearly bad. "Didn't I tell you not to reply to that letter?" YoungSaeng asked as he reluctantly removed his jacket and placed it over RyeoWook's shoulders.

@Youngsaeng It was night, and it was cold. RyeoWook was still waiting for his luggage to come in to the cabin, so he didn't have his thick jacket to keep him warm. The only outer clothes he had to bring at the moment was a thin hoodie, no where near plush enough to shield him from the blistering cold winds. It was foolish, he knew, to leave his thicker jacket with his things, but how was he to know that the villages climate would be so different from that of his hometown? He shivered as he waited for his roommate to show up.