Magic Painting || Kim Taehyung

AC

"Mina?" Taehyung asked, grabbing a fresh bottle of banana milk from the fridge.

"Yes Taehyung?" She asked impatiently, wondering why he still had questions left in his brain after a whole hour of them back to back.

"What are we?" He asked, sitting at the table.

"Humans"

"No, I mean what are we" he emphasised, "I mean us"

"What do you mean us?" She asked, avoiding the question.

"Me and you. Us. Our relationship thingy that's going on?" He asked, "I want to know what we are"

"Well I get that we're very intimate with each other, and I know that's confusing. I just don't know if I want to put a label on us. I wasn't planning on my boyfriend being made out of paint"

"Hey!" He whined, "I'm made out of so much more than paint!"

"I'm sorry- I didn't mean it" she retaliated, realising how hurtful her comment was.

"It sounds like you did. Don't be sorry, I'm just made out of paint"

He sat with his lips pursed, swilling the bottle of banana milk around in his hand. He looked out of the window, sighing at the two little sparrows taking a dust bath in the grass.

"Why does it matter?" She asked, trying to break the silence.

"I don't know, I just thought that confessing to you two weeks ago meant something more than what it has turned out to be. Don't you feel anything?" He asked, "can't you feel something when we're together?"

"Of course I do," she said, sitting on the table in front of him, "I just don't know how to do this. I don't know how relationships work"

"It's pretty easy" he sighed, "two people, such as ourselves, feel these crazy things for each other. It apparently feels like you're dreaming. You know, like they say in the movies-"

"You've only watched three movies"

"Shush, I'm trying to make a point" he hushed, "and I've watched more movies than that. I watch them on the iPad I snuck into my frame"

"That's where that thing went!" She screeched, "I was looking for that!"

"That's not the point. My point is, I want to be your boyfriend" he said, "which means that you have to be my girlfriend"

"Actually, I can decide wether I want to do that or not" she argued, "so-"

"Do you?"

She remained silent. He waited desperately for the response that he wanted from her, but it didn't quite come out of her mouth. Instead, a faint huff left her lips.

"Okay.. I see" he said, pushing her legs out of the way so he could get up.

"Taehyung wait," she snapped, "can I tell you something?"

"Yes" he smiled meekly, "but as long as you promise not to hurt my feelings"

"I promise. Give me your hands" she said softly, holding his warm hands in hers, "now close your eyes"

He eagerly closed his eyes, presuming that he was about to be given some sort of gift.

She pushed down on his hands a little, standing on her tippy toes. Her hands left his, circling around his neck. His hands automatically held her waist, as their lips softly touched- ever so slightly.

As it had turned out, he was being given a gift.

Mina pulled back slightly, smiling at him.

"You can open your eyes now," she giggled, resting her head on his chest.