𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐤𝐭𝐡

둘 : two

Taehyung spent the whole Sunday in front of his canvas, painting away. He was deep in focus as he gently bit his lip and tried his best to not make a mistake. His paint–stained white t–shirt began to stick to his body because he was covered in sweat.

After he had finished adding the final touches to his creation, he leaned back, a huge grin on his face. He admired the dark skinned girl who was walking in a flower garden with flowers in her hair. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she seemed to him. His heart skipped a beat, causing him to frown.

Why was he feeling this way?

He swore he just felt his heart jump. Taehyung put his hand over his chest and tried to control his heart's fast beats. He tried to look away but ended up looking at another painting of the same girl.

He squeezed his eyes shut. He was so obsessed with a character he created, he couldn't stop painting her.

This scared him.

He quickly stood and walked out of his room, stepping out onto the balcony. Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, breathing deeply before resting his arms on the rails. He opened his eyes again, once he felt like his mind was cleared a bit.

He then started to watch people walk around the busy streets, trying to make up stories of where they were going and how they felt. It helped him get his mind off of her.

Taehyung – sadly – had never experienced being in love with anyone. No girlfriend and no friends who were girls. Nobody cared to talk to him except for his six childhood friends

He sighed. Who in the world would have their heart skip a beat over a painting? No one, right?

He scolded himself for sounding so stupid. That's when he came up with the conclusion that maybe he was going insane. As he turned to enter his room, a thought hit him.

Or maybe... he was in love