Can We Love? {ENHYPEN JAKE} 🦋

PAINTINGS -THIRTEEN

Part 13

"Why do you love me?"

(A/n pov)
Her question caught Sunghoon off guard. He looked at her with eyebrows knitted. "Why ask that suddenly Gold?" She just shakes her head and say "Just tell me na! You only confessed that you love me but never said the reason why?"

Sunghoon just smiles and pull her more closer before saying "You always make me happy, more than I can handle. Your smile makes my day and all I wish everyday is to see you smiling and talking to me and me only. But unlucky me, you don't even care about me."

He said those last lines dramatically crying while Princy just giggled.
"Why is that you love me so dearly but I can't return the same? I mean how does this works Hoon? How does this love works?" He just smiled a bit and completely embraced her.

"I don't know that. It's just it is. When you start feeling that someone matters to you so much that it hurts everytime they are sad or crying. Because tears are the most precious thing in this cosmos. You don't waste it on just anybody.

When you feel your heart might explode with just a sight of them or their smallest actions give you different feelings, it is. Love can't be defined, it's a mixed feeling no one can ever describe. You'll feel a total heaven, an urge to never let them slide from your arms. Just like I do." He was basically crushing her as he said those words.

"O-okay I understood but you're suffocating me hoon." He kissed her forehead after a cackle left his mouth and gave her space to breath again.
She was staring at the ceiling and Sunghoon was staring at her all this time as he saw her falling into deep slumber of hers.

He slightly caressed her hair strands before rubbing her arms to give her some warmth. His love for his Gold was really genuine and undefined. If he could, he'll never let her be close to anyone but him. But he doesn't want to show his possessiveness.

His eyes were feeling heavy as he closed his eyelids as well and slept beside his haven.

(Sometimes back)

A little boy was sitting all alone in the park, looking at the different cars passing and families playing with their kids so fondly. He simply stared at them from afar sitting on a bench. It's not like he doesn't have friends, he likes seclusion a lot.

He brought his drawing book with him to draw something, he's collecting images in his mind to pour it on his book. But he got nothing which satisfied him. He was roaming his eyes all over the park for his inspiration.

His eyes landed on a little figure who was lost in her sketching book just like he was ready to. She was scrambling something on it which made the little fellow curious. He jumped down the bench and made his way to her.

He just hovered over her and saw her creating a family photo but there was something wrong with this picture. He wanted to point out and he did.
"You should interwine their hands, there's a gap between them."

She looked up at him with her glowing small eyes, pure black pupil and such beautiful eyelashes. "There's nothing wrong with it. It's my drawing, I like it this way." He was shocked at her reply because for him it was disturbing.

He sat down beside her and stared at her as she filled the outlining with colors. She didn't had the knowledge of primary and secondary colors yet and it shows the way she was filling it with just anything.

He was super annoyed but didn't said a thing. After she worked on her masterpiece, she smiled and showed it to him. She even signed it in an artistic way. He giggles seeing how happy she was with this childish thing she created.