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Taehyung

I put my hands in the pockets of my black overcoat, walking down the street in Milan. My two guards follow me a step away. I have my baseball cap and black glasses on, protecting me from the midday sun.

With what happened yesterday, I would rather not stay stuck in the hotel room anymore. So I had breakfast in the morning and came out of the hotel thinking of walking in Milan. It helps put my mind at ease.

Fortunately, I didn't meet Miss Lee after what happened between us. That's better. I don't know how to face her,she probably  thinks about me as a pervert or something.

But then she kissed me back, didn't she?

I sighed.

If I had known that my life would be so complicated at the age of 33, then I would have died while still in my mother's womb.

The street is very busy because it's the weekend. My eyes went around various shops including food shops, clothing shops, cafes, jewelry shops, vintage shops on both sides of the road. Tomorrow morning we are going back to Rome, so I wanted to buy something for my wife.

It has really become my habit. When I leave Rome for business, I always take something for her when I return home.

If I don't take something for her, I feel like I'm missing out. It's not like she's waiting for me to bring something for her. It  just, I love it. It makes me happy and satisfied.

So I walk the streets of Milan looking for something to buy for her. Something that makes her happy. I know expensive things like clothes, jewelry and beauty products don't make her happy, so they are at the bottom of my list.

I stopped walking when my eyes caught on something specific. My eyes lit up. Yes! This is what I wanted.

I quickly stepped towards the man who was drawing in the shade under a big tree by the side of the street. He is there with his canvas and is busy drawing something.
Some of his finished paintings are on sale around him.

He was wearing just a white tee and blue ripped jeans. He has a bobble hat on his head. He doesn't look that old. Around my age or younger.

"Hey." After approaching him, I tried to get his attention towards me. There was no one else there, so it was easy to get his attention. Hearing my voice, he looked at me above the canvas. He smiled at me.

"Benvenuto." He greeted, lowering his head slightly. "Do you want to buy something?"

My eyes went over the finished works that he had propped up on the floor with the help of bricks, but none of them really touched my heart.

Suddenly an idea came to my mind. I swiftly turned to him.

"Can you draw me a picture?" I asked, he thought for a while.

"Um...possible....... but it will take some time."

I smiled. "No problem. I can wait."

"Alright. Then come and sit down."
He told me, pointing to the nearby wooden stool. I sat there and my guards stood a little away from me.

"What should I draw? You?" he questioned, replacing his canvas with a new one. He turned to me.

"No..." I fished my phone out of my pocket. I increased the brightness of my phone and showed him a photo."Can you draw this?"

"Sure." He smiled at me and I put my phone on airplane mode so he wouldn't be disturbed by calls or notifications while drawing.

He held it close to the canvas and began to draw the portrait. It's a photo of my wife. I clicked it secretly while she was staring at the flowers alone in the garden.

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