When we met in Paris

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The wind blew through his hair, messing it up, the coldness that it brings together with making him shiver in his jacket. Thank god he remembers to wear more layers today. He almost forgot that its winter here. He looked left and right, searching for the right way to reach his temporary apartment.

Apparently, he, Jungkook need to stay in France for two weeks (and more if necessary) for work. This is why he loves his job, even just as a substitute photographer. He loves it when he gets to visit the most beautiful places to capture it and save it forever.

The last left turn and he was standing in front of the apartment. Not wasting any time, he went up the elevator, got out and reached his door. He unlocked the door, being welcomed with the old wood smell and rain. He went inside, locked the door and went straight to the balcony because holy shit this apartment has balcony.

His house back in Korea is just enough for him to sleep in and cook for himself sometimes so having a balcony is a complete bonus. The view was breathtaking, he could see the whole city for there. No wonder his boss gave him an apartment at the fourteenth flour.

His boss told him that the art exhibition will be opened the next day so he might as well rest himself for the rest of the day. Jungkook went to unpack his luggage, had a shower and dinner afterwards and passed out almost right after he was done. And he never thought tomorrow was going to be written in his "Jungkook Book of Records". But I guess we never know what could possibly happen in the future.

The next day, jungkook woke up early eagerly excited to go to the exhibition his boss saying it as a little treat for him before the real job started. He wore his beige long coat, covering himself with a red scarf his mother gave with his favorite pairs of timberland. Giving himself one last look in the mirror, jungkook went out bringing his camera (his life) together with him.

He took the cab to go there feeling himself buzzing with excitement because it's his first exhibition ever. The brochure of the exhibition says that the artist is Taehyung Kim, the well-known artist that worked hard to bring the fame for himself. You can say that jungkook is one of his biggest fan. With his perfect sculptured face, one mono lid and one double lid eyes and his fashion sense, jungkook adore him.

Suddenly, the car came to a stop. Ah, I'm here already, he thought to himself. He paid the driver, got out of the car and went straight to the entrance not able to contain himself anymore. When he went inside, to say that he was amazed would be an understatement. Everything was so beautiful. The venue was perfect with the spacious room and so many paintings hanging on the wall all with the kth initials at the bottom of it. The air smells different, like oil paint mixed with other painting stuff that he wouldn't know. It was perfect.

Jungkook started walking around the venue, exploring all the paintings trying to understand the meaning behind each one of it. Until one that catches his attention. It was a painting of a man, sitting on a bench under a tree, the leaves falling on his shoulder while the man watches the world evolves around him.

Jungkook doesn't understand why, but he feels like the man in the painting was lonely, like he was forced to be immortal and watched everything goes by before him. Jungkook was so enchanted by the painting that he doesn't notice someone standing right next to him, watching him with amusement in his eyes.

"Beautiful isn't it?" the man says lowly causing jungkook to gasp in surprise and turn towards his right.

"God! you surprised me. But yeah the painting is beautiful," he replied. "I just wish he wasn't so lonely in the picture. He looks like he was left all alone under the tree, like he watched everyone he loves leaving him," spilled more from his lips.

"And I must say, that is exactly what the man was going through," the man next him murmured.

Jungkook turned to look on his right again and that moment the stranger decided to take off his shade and voila! There The Kim Taehyung is standing right before him. Jungkook was shocked, no words were able to escape his lips at the moment. Taehyung smiled and held out his hand, "I'm Taehyung Kim, the man in the painting," he introduced himself. Stunned, jungkook held out his hand too, "I'm Jungkook," he whispered, watching how Taehyung took a hold of his hand and brought it to his lips for the lightest kiss.