-Matthew's POV-it's been half an hour, we're now in our 3rd subject, English.
❝So wait how to say this shit. Shiashter- what the fuck.❞
I chuckled slightly as Jin didn't know how to pronounce "Worcestershire".
❝You pronounce it as "Worsh-ter-shir"❞
I said, correcting him.
❝What the fuck does that even mean.❞
He questioned frustratingly.
❝It's apparently a county of west central England, part of Hereford and Worcester between 1974 and 1998.❞
He looked at me with pure confusion, one eyebrow raised.
❝Don't worry you'll get it when we go to another subject.❞
❝I actually don't wanna know what it means now, I feel like my brain gonna explode.❞
He said massaging his forehead.
❝So, you wanna rest for a bit, we'll continue the other subject later.❞
I suggest also getting tired.
❝Sure, you wanna get something to eat? Maybe like eat outside?❞
He asked, this sounds like I'm being asked to go on a date.
❝Yeah, sure.❞
I said giving a smile, while he got up.
❝Well then go ahead and wait for me downstairs, I'll just get changed.❞
He said going to his closet and opening it, scanning for an outfit to wear.
I just hummed and went my way down.
『• • • ✎ • • •』
I got some time to explore Jins' house a bit, specially the painting, the paintings on the wall were very unique.
But only one painting got my eye, it was a painting of him.
It was big, his facial features were perfectly shown on the piece.
His eyes, his shining grey eyes, they looked as if they were looking at me.
He was wearing a simple tuxedo, with a green tie.
Lips red as blood.
Face pale as snow.
He looked perfect
I was inspired by that simple painting.
But I was then interrupted by a low voice.
❝It makes me feel embarrassed that you're staring at a painting of me so intensely.❞
Jin said, startling me.
❝O-oh I'm sorry I didn't noticed I was looking so closely at your paintings, please, forgive me.❞
I said, bowing down.
❝Pfft, I'm more embarrassed if you bow infront of me like that, it's like you owe me for looking at a mere painting. C'mon let's get going.❞
I was just frozen out of embarrassed, I lowered my head flustered.
We headed to his car and then drove off to a near by restaurant.
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