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Photography and Artistic match {V x Artsy Reader}

In this, you are an artist and writer.
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I don't know much about V so I'll try. Maybe some kawaii-ass Saeran fluffs later?

By the way this is 2nd person.

1st person - Your own/ A characters POV. Me, my, mine, her, him, etc.

2nd person - Reading to you. Similar to 1st person or 3rd but says 'You'. You, he, she, him, her, your, them, they're, etc.

3rd person - She, he, her, him, they, they're etc.

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You brushed your (h/c) hair behind your ear, trying not to cover the view with your long strands of hair flying every where. (Sorry if you have short hair or like, Cancer - no offense to that too - but just cope with this.)

You grinned and adjusted the (silver/gold) laced sunglasses on your head, the gift from your ex-boyfriend, you missed him so much. You swear you could just.. if you could bring him back. You drew and sketched, even quoted.. all dedicated to him.

Your hands were on the railing as you stared down at the sparkly water below your feet - this view was gorgeous - what to quote? (YOU SUICIDALS THOUGHT WRONG)

A tall blue haired man walked up next to you, hands in his pockets with a faint smile.

"Amazing, isn't it?" He grinned.

"Hmm.. yes, quite exquisite" you replied back.

"I wish, I could see this all again." he quietly whispered.

Huh? What do I say back? Is he.. blind?

After the akward tension of silence he kept speaking.

"Did you know, that I proposed to my Fiancé (I forgot what has the flick so bare with me) here, about 2 years ago? Today is the exact day."

Strange, talking about his proposal to some one to a complete stranger.

"Why is she still your fiancé, I mean, you didn't call her wife?"

"She is.. gone"

He looked away, you hoped you didn't offend him, as you could tell that he was a nice person.

"Oh.. I know that feeling.." You trailed off, ending in a long, complex conversation with him. Until a point where you realised.. you didn't know his name. He looked at you with sympathy, like a mind reader he spoke.

"Oh, my name is Jihyun Kim, call me 'V'."

"Oh.. well.. I'm (Y/N) (L/N) but you can call me (N/N)." You returned his grin.

"Well, I must be off now."

In shock, instead of straight away walking off from you, he put his walking-stick on the side of the railings, grabbed your hand and kissed it, such a gentleman.

You went pink as he walked off peacefully into the dark, time to head home yourself too.

(A few days later at some kind of festival blah-blah-blah, now you are selling your artwork blah-blah-blah, you and V are kind of friends now.. blah- okay I'll stop.)

You sat down in the small shade, crap.

You knew you didn't plan this out, I should have opened a stall, I should have brought like another water bottle, I shouldn't have wasted most of my money on MacDonalds and I wish I came with a friend!

This was stressful, you were lost. Just under a tree. Lost. It was so boring The only thing you had a was a small bracelet with a chibi (favourite animal) and a few flowers, cute but expensive.

You rummaged through the contents of the (backpack/handbag) and found your phone, you were so bored and it was so hot and sunny, you couldn't see the screen. You had to keep it low-lighted, it was 26% percent and you would have to stay for about one or two more hours.. oh well.

You saw someone wandering around, the same light blue hair and shades, stumbling about with a camera.. where was his walking stick (I forgot to mention that some blind people have those, I think... Too bad he doesn't have a guide dog anyways.)

V stumbled around some more people, you picked up your bag and threw everything inside, then rushed to him. He usually wasn't klutzy as this, but something told you something was wrong with him.

"V!!"

"Oh, (N/N) yeah, I'm here. I thought you would be here today."

"V, where were you? I was so lonely!!"

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Okay
stop
cringe
Ima make a head canons..? thing instead