Saturday.
Definitely Jimin's favourite day.
It was Tae Hyung's turn to gawk at Hae Wong's Aston Martin that halted at the bus stop.
In no time it roared them to the SeMA.
While Tae hopped on to the back seat, Jimin sat in the front passenger leather seat, smiling shyly back at Hae Wong's large grin.
They didn't need to fuel the conversation as Tae was ranting on and on about video games.
The couple simply had to consent to his ideas or acquiesce shortly to his words to show attention, but they were actually focused on each other.
Especially as Hae Wong's hand first held the angel's smaller one, and then flew to his thigh, Jimin soon echoing the move, their hands resting on each other's legs for the rest of the trip, stroking gently from time to time and gazing lovingly at each other.
Shortly after entering the exhibit, their small group split, Tae exploring the various rooms on his own, while the lovers went their way.
Just like for the dance show, Jimin was ecstatic about what he saw, admiring the Korean and Western paintings, observing closely the drawings, or mentally taking notes of what he noticed in sculptures, photos and installations for future work reference.
The older one, on the other hand, was quite silent, and had trouble taking interest in what was surrounding him, except for ONE thing.
The print or new media were no match for the attraction he felt towards his lover boy.
First he felt all kinky, watching the perfect curves of his bottom molded in the skin tight jeans. Then the smooth skinned collar bones above the low V-neck satin shirt that fluttered around whenever he moved a little faster. And obviously there was his face.
This face ...
... Worth an exhibition of its own...
... The velvety skin of his cheeks...
... The pink perfectly designed plump lips...
... The softest of eyes sparkling the fairest twinkle...
... The silky delicate hair ...
Hae Wong was so lost in his contemplation that he had unconsciously halted his steps and was now watching his honey chase from a little afar.
He snapped back to a painful reality when he realized he hadn't been the only one to be fascinated by his own living piece of art.
Jimin was now chatting with a group of handsome men who had clearly switched their focus from the photographs to his sweet hottie.
They were cracking some random jokes at him, which got him bending with mirth.
And numerous other females and males around him were staring as well as though HE was a center-piece of the museum.
Hae Wong couldn't help but see they were smiling in tune with his heart throb's fits of laughter, and their gazes were too insistent to be trivial or simply curious, obvious lust stares in their eyes as they were scanning the whole dancer's shapes and face.
A covetous impulse instantly burnt through Hae Wong's heart, blinding his mind to anything else. Ignoring the basic decorum as he caught up with his sweetie and fetched him from the startled bunch, he grabbed his wrist, not caring to look at the others, ordering through a nearly clenched jaw "Come with me to the craft section, I bet you didn't see their amazing items..."
Jimin was disconcerted at the suddenness of this unusually enthusiastic reaction, but complied wordlessly and followed, mumbling from where he was being dragged some hurried excuse to his astounded admirers , nearly stumbling as he was trying to catch up with the taller's fast pace.
When they reached the craft section, Hae Wong relaxed a bit in his grasp and held Jimin's hand instead of his wrist.
However once they were there, instead of looking at the pieces of art, their attention turned to Tae, who was apparently engrossed in a handsome, white-skinned guy's words.
As they drew near to the pair, they could hear from afar the cool, soothing voice of the shorter, fair-faced male :
"... but what's most interesting is the way the selected pieces suggest that the state of art that surrounds us will always encompass constant creations in the countless correlations of today as well as of the past..."
Tae's fascinated stare vanished as he realized his friends' presence and after some quick words with the good-looking man, he came up to them.
"This exhibition is awesome! Do you mind guys if I stay a little longer here? I'll manage my way back, don't worry."
"You sure?" Jimin asked.
"Positive!" he smiled broadly, glancing again at the fair guy. "I'm pretty sure I'll be able to get a ride," and he winked at Jimin.
"Let's get going then," Hae Wong said.
They bid Tae Hyung goodbye and Hae Wong held Jimin's hand tightly again as they headed out of the museum and they went back to the car.
But the atmosphere in the Aston Martin was a lot less joyful than on the way to the SeMA.
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Scene 15 - Tension
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