Photography Is Art Too

[07]

The moment MC woke up, she was so warm, covered in something so soft and comfortable, she didn't want to get up. She only groaned as she pulled whatever it was, over her head, then she registered that she never covered up, let alone she didn't even remember falling asleep. Her eyes flew open under the covers as she flung it off her head and quickly jerked her body up. Her attention moved from her lap, to a noise she heard not too far from her.

In a chair, across from the couch she just woke up on, was V, holding his phone as he say rather oddly. His knees were up, his feet dangling above the ground in fright as he leaned back in the chair. One hand gripped his phone, and the other rested, rather rigidly on the arm of the chair and his sunglasses had fallen to the tip of his nose, exposing his wide, shocked cyan eyes. MC, let out an embarrassed chuckle as she rubbed the back of her neck.

"Oh, V, sorry, I wasn't expecting you here." V lowered his legs back to the ground as he relaxed and pushed his glasses up his face to rest on his nose properly. He cleared his throat as MC pushed the blanket off her legs and moved to where she say normally on the cushions.

"You should've woke me up if you were here. Now I feel like a bad host for letting a guest be bored." V chuckled, if only she known that he was far from bored from looking at her sketch book and of course, editing and taking her photo. He only shook his head, there was no way he was going to tell her that of course.

"It's no problem MC, after all, you're only in this apartment because I asked you to stay here. It's only fair that I let you rest. It must be boring here, I apologize." MC waved it off.

"Nah, it's nothing I can't handle. I mean, if I really wanted to, I could always go out, but it's not as fun by myself you know?" V nodded as he pushed out a low chuckle. He understood just how she felt. Ever since he found her that one time only a few days ago, he didn't mind taking walks on his own, but now, even when he still enjoyed walking in solitude, it was a bit lonely without company; specifically her.

"Well then, how about a small trip around the block?" MC looked up as V stood and walked to where she sat. He offered out his hand as MC looked at it and laughed as she took it and stood with the help of the cyan photographer.

"Sure thing, give me time to fix my appearance." V snickered, she looked just fine, but he knew it was a woman thing. Well, maybe not just a woman thing, he had days where he wanted to look slightly better than he normally did. He nodded as he watched her take off and disappear into her room, closing the door. V then took and stood by the door, slipping on his shoes and grabbing his cane he left by the door. He knew the apartment well enough, he didn't need it inside, and it wasn't like he was completely blind yet.

Then, he thought of something. MC wasn't aware he was losing his sight. Well, most of the RFA didn't know, and it hurt him that he hid it from them, but something was different about hiding it from MC. It felt like it almost hurt more. He held in front of him as he stared at his palm and sighed. He didn't want to hide it anymore, at least not from her. He wondered if he should tell her. It was then that he got a text.

He pulled his phone from his pocket as he checked his messages and saw it was from Jumin. It wasn't unusual for him to receive texts from the black haired workaholic. He sighed as he just barely could still read the contents of the text. It was about the surgery on his eyes.

Jumin had been mentioning and recommending different doctors and surgeons almost constantly to V in hopes to heal his eyes. However, V turned down every offer. Jumin didn't really send as many doctor information his way, as much as he sends his concerns and worries towards V. Jumin was someone he could not lie to, and he was his best friends. Truthfully, recently V had been rethinking somethings.