Unsaid Love

eleven

"Look babe is this supposed to be an art I mean what does that even mean?" Suho exclaimed while suppressing his laugh. I know he doesn't have an eye for art and I don't have time to explain each and every piece, but I am grateful that he even came here for me because after this exhibition is finally happening in Seoul and I don't wanna miss it.

It was in my to-do-with boyfriend bucket list, to enjoy art exhibition together.

"Just don't try to look into the meaning of painting suho if you can't, you can just enjoy the blanding of every colour, the rhythmic dancing of brushes, just focus on how each brush strokes have a have particular direction they aren't in unorganised way, it more like all the colors compliment --

"Babe, babe stop right there okay you know I don't understand anything I'm just here because I promised you to compensate of my absence." he irritatedly says in loud tone which caught me off guard as we are in public and people here don't like noise.

"Okay I understand, I am not going to say anything, let's just move on the last most awaited piece of this exhibition." I coaxially said in sweet voice to hushed his irritation.

He nodded and just walked off.

I sigh, looking around I'd notice few sympathetic stares of people probably they misunderstood that we had a fight.

I saw him standing infront of the last piece which was quiet a talk of town and centre of attraction for many art lover, it's called as a "emotions of yours" suprisingly there's no name of artist written there.

Suho was seriously looking at the painting with his index finger on chin rubbing slowly while in deep thought I averted my gaze to the painting and gasped gaining suho's attention.

My heart ache and unknown sensation ran over my whole body as I finally saw the painting, the more I see, the more I feel pain it look like this intended to show me the mirror of my own soul.

"What happened?"

I heard him asking me in confusion but I was too stunned to even speak so I just averted my gaze at him, he reached his hand on my cheeks and slowly wipe the tears which I didn't know it was flowing, being embarrassed on suddenly crying over a painting I jerked his hand gently then wipes my tears.

"Babe you okay? don't tell me you were crying over this stupid painting." Suho said, disbelieving on his own eyes.

"It just- that this painting is very poignant it does touch my heart and I couldn't stop crying from the overwhelming feeling I felt by seeing this piece Suho I could feel the pain." I pursed my lips before taking few step back for a better view.

"WHAT- but all I see a faceless rusty painting of a woman which somehow looks horrific to me like what's so hype of this one I don't get it."

(Credit to the rightful owner for picture used.)

"It's faceless because when you intently look at those empty face you can see yourself the way you are, if you see this with happiness inside of you it would be the most sensual picture for you but if inner sadness reflects on it, then this will shows you the most vulnerable side of yours, not the facade you've created for others, your inner emotions reflects on it giving a meaning to this painting I guess the artist might wanted to make people curious, stop to look more, in that way when they're not anymore on their guard state, and let the inner voice took over their body I guess in those profound moments they'll find their missing emotions which is not lost rather ignored.

"I think artist have his own interpretation of this piece, but this is what I felt about it, it's so beautiful Suho." I explained to him as it has to be, I just can't help it.

"Unfortunately you got the right point of this painting, surely an art enthusiast." I flinched when a deep humourless chuckled comes from my behind.

Both me and Suho turn to see who's voice is that, and I had my wild guess which comes true once we saw him.

"Taehyung?"

Is this his painting, why, how could he paint like this? no it can't be, this one piece had my heart and no way he would own it.

"What are you doing here dude, it's not the right place for you." Suho blurted infront him and I know the reason, he still sour over the incident which happens in Irene unnie's wedding.

"And I can clearly see why this place is not for you." taehyung retorted curtly, while his eyes are locked with mine, my heart thumps on the intensity of his attention, however I wanted to give him an answer for his insult but here it's Suho fault to criticize something which he doesn't understand and maybe it hurts feelings of someone.

"Taehyung is that you painted?" I asked firmly trying to distract the tension in the room when his murderous gaze targeted towards Suho.

Just when I asked him his attention comes back to me immediately and I slightly shuddered on my place seeing the dark orb which held the mishap of emotions.

"Hmm...yes this piece is mine."

I sequel with happiness and almost hugged him but his poker stern face reminded me why I shouldn't do that.

"I would like to buy your painting for my girlfriend." I felt Suho's hand possessively wrapped around my waist as he says and like a foolish teenage girl I internally screams in happiness but how can Kim taehyung let this happen without destroying it, even in my happy moment his clenched fist didn't went unnoticed by me and it successfully ruined my happy mood.

His eyes stop briefly to my eyes before a frown appears on his face as he passed by me.

I turned to look where he was going, I guess he must saw something awful for his jaw clenched as this was the only reason I could made up and my guess was right when he intently stare at his paintings causing me confusedly imitate too and my eyes widen, noticing a invisible yet prominent scratch on it.

I sucked in my breath when he suddenly pierced his dagger like glare towards the manager of this gallery who's face drain all the colors.

"S..sir I am sorry I don't know how it happened I should be more careful I am really sorry."

"Take it away from my eyes, it's useless now and throw it." his deep deadly voice echoed inside the venue as he stormed out from there leaving everyone present, in shock.

I know he is perfectionist, I have heard about his passion for his art from Irene unnie but I have never seen it untill now.

Is he really going to throw this masterpiece, just because it had a little scratch but it doesn't make it worthless?

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