He sighed inwardly and unravelled the scarf around his neck. He grabbed Youngjae’s wrist and put him to halt. Youngjae looked at him confusedly for a second before Daehyun wrapped his gray, knit scarf on his neck. "There you go Mr. Prissy Pants. Now, let’s hurry up before you freeze to death." He grabbed Youngjae’s hand and held it with his own. He placed their entwined fingers inside his jacket pocket and carried on walking.
Scarf by daehyunlicious