orange.

feat. the two of you immediately going back home bc of the cold ;-;

“wha– where are you taking me in this ungodly hour?!”

he stared at your small frame, dragging him. the two of you were in your nightclothes, he was worried for you because yours were a lot more thinner.

“you'll see.”

he was confused. the celebration was already over and it was already past 9 pm, where were you trying to take him?

he could only look down at your feet and his, the two of you were barefooted. he frowned at the sight of small blisters on your feet.

“hey, isn't your feet hurting? you're walking outside barefooted.”

his breath hitched when you suddenly turned your head to him, your shining eyes catching his and your lips stretching into a cute smile, “you're barefooted too.”

well, you were right but still.

he was about to retort back when you suddenly stopped, signalling him to look in front of him.

aah, seeing this place sure brings back memories.

“... do you remember?”

he felt your eyes on him, but he only stared at the sight of the familiar riverbank. “how could i not?”

“yeah... after all, this was where we first met...”

he flinched when you suddenly let go of his hands, leaving him cold. he immediately missed your warmth.

he was about to reach out and hold your hands once again when you suddenly stepped in front of him, facing him fully with your hands placed behind your back.

you leaned with a bright smile, “happiest birthday, ryou.”