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Hoseok was stunned. An orange haired boy with soft, illuminated features and plump lips stood in front of him. His dark eyes sparkled and his long lashes fluttered.
“Could you repeat that?”
The boy beamed up at him. “I’m Park Jimin and I just spent three days looking for you.” Those dark eyes glanced at the textbook he was holding.
Hoseok’s expression changed to one of surprise. “My math book!” He reached to grasp the book from the boy, Jimin, he had just learned.
“I found it in the cafeteria. I figured I’d try to return it, but I didn’t realize it would take that long to find you.” Jimin pulled his scarf tighter around his neck, a cold breeze sending a shiver through him. “You’re pretty hard to find.”
Hoseok grinned. “Thank you, Jimin.” He wrapped his arms around the boy, the boy he barely knew, the boy who had the kindness to return his book. Jimin was surprised at first, but finally squeezed him back. “You’re welcome.”
They pulled away, embarrassed and blushing slightly, the snow falling in both boy’s hair. Hoseok saw the dark eyes, the pink lips, and the soft, bouncy hair covered in snowflakes like a cupcake with sprinkles.
“Do you want to get some coffee? It’s pretty cold.” Hoseok hoped and prayed that Jimin would agree.
“Nice observation, weatherman. You free right now? I know a good place a few blocks away. Jimin glanced up at him with those beautiful catlike eyes.
Hoseok gulped. He was going to miss English, but who cared? “Sure, lead the way.”
Jimin grabbed Hoseok’s gloved hand, smiled at him with amusement, and walked him to the coffee shop.