Title: The Brown Cloak
Xiumin is never alone.
It has happened since Xiumin was eight; until now.
Whenever he’s feeling so alone, there will be two arms surrounding his waist from behind. His head will touch that person’s broad chest so he can tell that the person is tall and a man. He can see the person’s wearing brown cloak.
And then, everything will be warm; so warm that he’s willing to drown in it.
Xiumin never believes when his friends call him mad or when they say it’s just his imagination.
No, it’s not.
Xiumin doesn’t mind.
He’s perfect like that, to be in the arms of Mr. Brown Cloak.