Painted Love | Hwang Hyunjin

7

The next day, I woke up feeling a sense of anticipation. Hyunjin and I had plans to spend the day together, and I couldn't wait to see him again. As I got ready, I found myself smiling at the memory of our picnic and the magical moment with the fireflies. I wanted today to be just as special.

Hyunjin texted me around mid-morning, suggesting we visit a nearby art museum that had a new exhibit. I quickly agreed, excited about the idea. We decided to meet at the museum entrance at noon.

When I arrived, Hyunjin was already there, looking as stylish as ever in a navy blue jacket and black baggy jeans. He smiled brightly when he saw me and pulled me into a warm hug.

"Hey, you," he said, his voice filled with affection.

"Hey," I replied, feeling a rush of warmth at his embrace.

We entered the museum and were immediately captivated by the array of artwork on display. We wandered through the halls, stopping to admire pieces that caught our attention. Hyunjin was particularly taken with a series of impressionist paintings, and we spent a long time looking at them.

As we moved to the next gallery, I noticed a small alcove with a single bench in front of a large, dramatic painting. Hyunjin led me over and we sat down, taking in the piece in silence for a few moments.

"It's amazing how art can make you feel so many things," he said quietly.

I nodded in agreement. "It's like it speaks to your soul, doesn't it?"

He turned to me, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Kind of like how you make me feel."

My heart skipped a beat at his words. "Hyunjin..."

He reached out and took my hand, holding it gently. "There's something about you, Mui, that makes me want to be around you all the time."

I squeezed his hand, feeling a mixture of emotions. "I feel the same way, Hyunjin. This feels right, like we were meant to meet." He smiled, his eyes sparkling.

We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the museum, lost in our own little world. As we were leaving, Hyunjin suggested grabbing some coffee at a nearby café. We found a cozy spot and continued our conversation over steaming mugs of cappuccino.

"And I told him to dance better and he just said that I should rap better... we almost got into a physical fight, god we hated each other back then," Hyunjin laughed as he shook his head.

I giggled as I leaned my head onto my hand. "Imagine if you two still wouldn't get along", I said. Hyunjin smiled. "I guess we grew up. But seriously pre debut Han was a different level of annoying. It was just bad. He even threw his wallet at Seungmin once..." Hyunjin continued the stories.

After coffee, we walked through the nearby park, enjoying the late afternoon sun. We found a bench by the lake and sat down, watching the ducks swim lazily across the water.

"Tell me more about your family," Hyunjin said, breaking the comfortable silence.

I hesitated for a moment, then began to speak. "Well, my parents are both artists. My mom is a sculptor and my dad is a painter. They always encouraged me to pursue my passion for art."

"That explains your talent," he said with a smile.

I blushed. "What about you? What's your family like?"

"My parents are pretty supportive too," he said. "They're proud of what I've achieved, even though they were a bit worried when I first told them I wanted to be a performer."

"And what made you decide to pursue it?" I asked, genuinely curious.

He thought for a moment, then replied, "I've always loved performing, ever since I was a kid. Dancing, singing, being on stage—it just feels right. It feels like where I'm meant to be."

I nodded, understanding the feeling all too well. "It's amazing when you find something that makes you feel that way."

He smiled, reaching out to take my hand again. "Yeah, it is."

We spent the rest of the evening walking and talking, sharing more about our lives and dreams. As we strolled back to my place, the city lights twinkled around us, creating a magical atmosphere. When we reached my door, Hyunjin paused and looked at me with a warm smile.

"Thank you for today, Mui. It was perfect," he said softly.

"Thank you, Hyunjin. I had a wonderful time," I replied, my heart full.

"Can we do this again soon?" he asked, a hopeful look in his eyes.

"Absolutely," I said, feeling a sense of anticipation for the future.

Hyunjin smiled and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. He placed a gentle kiss on it before turning to leave. I watched him walk away, a smile on my face and a warm feeling in my chest.