DESTROYED《 ☆ Miles E42 x reader ☆ 》

Our present

"Museu de Arte Moderna do Rio De janerio......wow" I breathe out lookking towards the rather extremely large building

"Is that actually the name of this place?" Ryu asks out, the looks of astonishing in his eyes shine, slightly looking around at the art pieces that are on display for us.

"Well tourists call it that really" I flush in embarrassment at Noah's words though I hadn't really cared much.

We all walk in pairs, hand in hand while we explore the place.

It was an art museum or gallery, I still haven't figured out the difference. The pieces of art all tell stories or none at all, painted passion and souls lost trying to find themselves from thwir wondering minds in the maze of beauty. Its ethereal how its all tied together to look an ancient garden filled with the births and deaths of magic and life. Its like stepping i.to thw ruins of a temple that worshipped all types of gods.

There are statutes of people with expressions in their bodies rather than just their faces. There's paintings of swirly lines, portraits or abstract art nailed to the walls like tattoos to building. Keeping us out by the red rope separating us from touching the life on canvas and stone.

Its all so enlightening to see what the world looked like through another person's eyes. Another person's mind. Another person's soul.

"Is it just me or is this place boring now that I'm actually here?" And then there's the look of confusion and boredom painted all over Ryu's face.

"You dont like art?" I ask him hopeful he might change his mind since I had been looking forward to coming here with him.

"Its not that. I'm just more of the musical appeal to arts? This is just....splashes of paint"

'Wow'

"Uh um okay well I still wanna check it out..." He sighs and turns me gently to face him, cupping my cheeks in his hands as I stare up into the night starred sky in his eyes.

"Look. I know you want to stay longer I mean you've been talking about this place for a while and that's why I bought you the tickets. Because I know this would have made you happy but its just not for me you know?"

'Then stay for me'

"Maybe go see what Noah is up to? I'm sure he's just as bored as you...."

"You read my mind" he kisses me and is off without a second thought of if I'd be okay. It's fine though if he had the initial thought to even leave before really looking at the art I had no chance with getting a dept opinion on them. Though I did want ro know what he thought.

I look around more and more. Dragging my eyes over the artwork like staving man looking for something to eat. But in this case, a starved poet looking for the beauty of a soul. So muvh so that I get lost in the hunger that I collide into someone's back.

"I'm so sorry" I see them bend to pick up glasses from the ground and I feel even worse.

"Sinto muito, senhor. Você está bem? Seus óculos estão bem? "
[I'm so sorry sir. Are you okay? Your glasses fine?]

The man chuckles though in a deep laugh that is almost suprising how soothing it sounded. He grabs the glasses with his back turned to me and puts them on behind a black long coat and a mask under his face. He shuffles around his pockets before putting on sunglasses. He turns to me but I can barely make out his face from the face accessories.

Sunglasses inside?

When he stands fully I can tell just by the tilt of my head rising higher to meet his face that he was around 6"4. A lean body through the white buttoned shirt he has on, matched with gold chain around his neck. Brown causal pants and black shoes to match. He had this RnB and street style to him. (Yk Ginny's hot dad from Ginny and George. Zion? Yeah some like that)