She turned to him with a smile that she tried to fight. "If we make it out of this you owe me a least five movie nights." the girl rushed out wide eyed.
Miles simply scoffs, "Don't phrase it like I have a choice otherwise." His words were immediate...
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"WHOA ... BROOKLYN." Y/N and Miles found themselves standing in front of a lit graffiti wall full of hundreds of extraordinary works. Your finger traced a line of purple until it leads to an explosion of color and words, and your jaw dropped in disbelief.
"This is so fresh..." Was the first thing to come to Miles's mind.
But you, you were left speechless. You had so many words swarming in your head that you could use for the pieces of work in front of you. But the only one that would come to mind over, and over again was beautiful. They were truly the most beautiful works you could ever get the pleasure of seeing.
Miles drops his bag and rushes to an empty spot on the wall, almost like it was made for him a spotlight and all beaming down on him and his open canvas.
Aaron throws him a spray can and he catches it, playing some music and Miles is in the zone, "Oh, so we doin' this?" You question with a lazy smirk on your face.
"We doin' this."
Aaron props up a seat and you both sit back and watch Miles, he was glowing. This. This was the true Miles. When he wasn't being held back by ... by, expectations and he lets go, getting the room to grow and be himself.
That was your Miles, the guy you fell in love with. Aaron was giving him tips here and there and you just sat back awestruck. Miles was truly, wholeheartedly an artist.
"So," Aaron turns to you. His gaze falls from Miles to you, "What was that all about earlier, eh?" Your face scrunches in confusion not understanding what he's saying, having no idea what he's talking about. That is until Aaron makes kissy lips mocking you, that's when it clicks.
He was talking about your almost kiss.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"I was sitting right in front of y'all, don't play me."
Groaning you turn away from the man with the stupidest gotcha face in the world, "Just drop it, Aaron. What you're talking about shouldn't have happened." He goes to say something else.
"Y/N, come on 'ma talk to me—"
"Uncle?" Miles turns back to you and Aaron beaming with joy he gestures over to his work behind him implying that he needed help and Aaron was all for it.
Before leaving you he gave you a look that said you guys would talk about this later, when it came to Aaron you were never off the hook.
