For His Frozen Heart...

Secrets and Tears

Sometimes when secrets get revealed, they bring tears in our eyes..

{Yerim POV}

I stood near the door of his painting room, as I got to know from one of his servent that their master is here only. I knocked on the door twice.

???: Get in.

Ugh! His deep voice. Never fails to give me shivers down my spine. I opened the door slowly, only to see him painting something on canvass. Well, apparently he is back facing me and his large wings are blocking the way to the canvass. So I don't know what the heck he is drawing. I went near him.

Me: What are you drawing?

V: Nothing.

Ugh! Wth!

Me: Show me!

V: No

Me: *Done face* Pleaseeee!!!

V: I hope u already know the meaning of No.

Ughh! So sick of this Devil! Now see what I will do. I secretly slipped my hand from under his left wing and grabbed whatever came to my hand and took it out! Ha! Gotcha! Knew it will work.

V: Hey! Give me my brush back!

I hid it behind me and stepped backwards while he is now facing me. Apparently I still can't see his drawing.

Me: You want this?

I asked while showing him his brush while he was forwarding towards me while nodding in order to take it back. But the only thing he got from me was a red paint mark on his nose and left cheek while I ran away with the brush.

Me: Catch me if u want it!

V: Yerim that's my magic brush! Don't play with it! Get it back!

I heard him yelling in annoyance. Hehe. It's fun to annoy him. I hid behind a shelf, quietly peeping out to see if he is their or not. Hush! He is not their near the canvass. I guess I can take a look at his drawing now. I got outta my hiding place and started forwarding towards the canvass, but stopped when felt a rope like thing around my waist. What is this black thing?

I next thing I knew was being pushed against a hard chest. Ugh! I got this now. I felt his cold hand slowly replacing his tail around my waist.

Me: It's cheatinggg

I winned in annoyance while he just chuckled while pulling back his brush from my hand.

V: You are turning into a brat day by day while staying with Tutu. Don't u? I guess u need some punishment.

He said with a playful smirk while I huffed in annoyance. It's when I noticed him raising the paint brush towards my face. Noo! Not my face now!

Me: Don't!

I said before closing my eyes shut while griping on his clothes. But opened them when felt nothing even after seconds. I saw the brush now lying on a nearby shelf while we are in the same position. I looked at him in confusion.

V: U know what, destroying beautiful portraits is not my cup of tea.

Why that felt like a double meaning line..? Did he just... Called me beautiful? I looked at his face more closely. Oh my! I have never tried to his gorgeous face porperly. His red orbs, in which I can see no one else except myself. Their is mole under his one eye and one on the tip of his nose. His lips seem too much attractive from here. O my god! How pink and soft they look. I really can't control myself anymore. I noticed that he is also looking through my eyes only. I slowly lifted my hands and hung them around his neck, now forwarding towards his lips with closed eyes.