[edited 2018]
i smile as i take in the beauty of it all. the art that was painted against the once blank canvases. they were placed against the white wall, revealing itself to everyone and anyone.
i love art, it could be a simple painting of the hills or the ocean, but could hold so much meaning. i'm not the only one who loves art, a guy whom i've had a crush on for a long time, and also have been seeing for a while, also thinks the same as me.
the smile on his face when he sees something painted his favorite colors by his favorite artist. i loved it—to watch him. to stare at his beautiful features, and i knew he loved to do the same with me. i've caught him a few times starring at me, not in a creepy way, like he was taking in every little detail on my face.
though, tonight he did something unexpected. something he's never done on a these cute dates before.
"you look really pretty today, (y/n)." ethan states as i walk out the uber we've taken taken to the art museum.
"thank you ethan, you look very handsome." i compliment him and feel my cheeks rise with heat.
ethan blushes as well. he takes a hold of my hand and walks inside the museum, instantly going towards our favorite artist.
'coralline hustle' and
'david hustle'.
they were a married couple, loved drawing/painting. they both died together, sadly, shot at a local park at an art show where they would draw strangers. it was 2010, m it was a very upsetting day. they were super popular for their art.
ethan and i make our way to the big piece of art settled in the middle of their area. i grin at the red hand sculpted abraham lincoln.
"its so beautiful." i say quietly, pulling the pink flesh of my bottom lip between my two front teeth.
"you're beautiful." i heard ethan mumble.
i smile and once again, my cheeks heat up. his compliments make me feel so happy and shy, it never gets old.
"thank you." i giggled.
"oh," he laughs nervously. "you heard that?" he asks embarrassed.
i giggled again, "yeah" i nodded and look up at him.
he looks down at me and smiles instantly, biting his bottom lip and letting go of my hand. he then moves so he's standing in front of me and places his two hands on my cheeks.
i'm lost in his hazel eyes, not really paying much attention to what he's doing. but once he starts leaning in i get back to earth, my mind completely in udder shock to what's going on.
i slowly close my eyes as his close too, and soon enough, our lips molded together. his were soft and his movements were slow, creating so much passion. my hands rested on his waist while i gripped his purple sweatshirt.
after a couple more seconds he pulls away slowly, our noses and forehead still touching, our lips hovering over each other.
"that was," ethan paused, breathless.
"amazing." i finish the sentence, biting my lip and opening my eyes, meeting his hazel ones, once again.
we smile at each other. anyone to walk by would think we're two kids in love, and that's exactly what it is. though we never said it yet, i do feel love towards him. i can see our relationship going far.
and there it was, your first kiss, in your favorite place of all time; a moment you both could never forget.
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an: ok so this is my first imagine... how did you like it? i tried making it cute, idk if i succeeded? thank you for reading! :)
(edited, yet still sucks 👌🏼)
